Even after Preston finished his ministrations with his masterful tongue, leaving Addison a quivering puddle on his passenger seat, she still could not move. The residual twitches and quivers occasionally wracked through her body while she slowly came down again, still basking in the glow of her unadulterated orgasm.<br/><br/>She remained in her sprawled out position for another long moment, her breathing slowing and heart rate normalizing eventually. After Preston’s comment about it being a good way to start their day, she finally adjusted herself in the seat, stretching her body out a little bit as she settled in once again.<br/><br/>Addison chuckled when he asked if she was ready to keep going, then clarified what he meant. “Yeah, I think I’m ready.” She was just fixing her clothing and hair quickly, tidying herself up again and checking her reflection in the visor mirror. Then, leaning over and grabbing her drink, she took another long sip and nodded to Preston.<br/><br/>“Now I’m ready.” She grinned.