Sam swallowed hard and had to hold herself from trashing really violent and scream. Instead she lay numb on Karen’s lap, waiting what was to happen. She let out a squeal as the woman pulled her clit and now tears started to roll down her cheeks. How could she come soon? This was so not what she wanted. As soon as she felt Karen’s fingers inside her again though, things changed a little. Her thighs clenched around the fingers and the sensation it send through her body made her forget the car horns.<br/><br/>Softly she started to moan, deciding that concentrating on her clit was indeed the only way for this to be a pleasure. Still crying though she moaned softly as Karen fingered her and her body twisted and arched at the pleasure she was given. She had masturbated before, both with toys and her fingers but this was something completely different. Instinctively her body reacted to the fingers and when she felt her muscles tense, she grabbed the doorhandle and the seat and clenched them between her hands as the orgasm washed over her. Sam never was a ‘screamer’ and her moans and shrieks were soft but pitched up and down as she had no control over her body.<br/><br/>The world slowly came back to Sam and as she opened her eyes and turned her head she saw Allan nodding and smiling and she could still feel Karen under hear.<br/>Panting and breating heavily she turned her head away.<br/>“C.. can I get dressed… now,” she managed to whisper between the breathing.<br/>