Jack - to his credit - goes along with this without a word. He lets you take the wheel as you mount him, sliding your hips up and down, gradually, carefully. Your body tingles, your mind threatens to go numb; this morning has been one climax after another, and now you're urging the same from the man who sought to help you only in exchange for a free feel and using your pussy to hold school supplies. It's...tremendous, your chest goes tight again, and the process of having a baby, having<em>Jack's</em>baby, is almost overwhelming. It'd be worth it, just to have him fill you with his seed again.<br/><br/>You're taking your time. You want to ride him out, you really do, you'd like nothing better. His cock is hot and throbbing inside you; with his hands free, Jack reaches around and snakes his hands up your shirt. You feel him working to unclasp your bra; it takes a moment, he fumbles, but ultimately succeeds. He maneuvers one hand around and slides the finger beneath the bra, cupping your left breast and kneading it, tweaking your nipples. With his other hand, he reaches down and begins squeezing and rubbing your clitoris, making you pant and heave. You moan - can't wait, can't wait - going to - to let go -<br/><br/>You orgasm, hard and powerful, so hard that you have to bite your lower lip and your back arches. Behind you, you hear Jack grunt; he goes tense for a moment before lying slack beneath you. You brace yourself, ready to be pumped full of his spunk again - but - nothing this time, maybe just a spurt. Either way, Jack has finished, and you whimper in protest.<br/><br/>"Sorry," he gasps. "Came too recently. Always happens...give me a couple hours, I'll have a full load for you."<br/><br/>"I thought...you were on...a tight schedule?" You say between deep breaths.<br/><br/>He gives a light, heady chuckle. "I think I can skip a class for this. Turn left into this parking lot."<br/><br/>You snap back to reality - a broad, black parking lot is indeed at your left, and perched a little ways from the street is a mini-mall. There'd be clothing there, no doubt about that...and once again, the embarrassment of being paraded out in public returns, making you flush.<br/><br/>The two of you navigate the car into a parking spot; when you've come to a full stop, Jack pops his door open, allowing you to clamber off once again. Jack undoes his seatbelt and rolls out after you; it takes him a moment to realize that his junk is hanging out, his cock semi-flaccid, red and slick with your juices and his come. He shakes it out before tucking himself away, zipping his fly up and redoing his belt. He reaches inside and grabs the twenties you'd earned earlier today, which he'd laid on his dashboard, and passes them over to you.<br/><br/>"You know what to do with these," he says, giving you a slight grin.<br/><br/>You do indeed, but as you go to move, you feel the straps of your bra jiggling - Jack hadn't clasped them back together. But...<br/><br/>You're tempted to<strong>clasp your bra again</strong>, but, you've already traipsed around with your pussy in clear view all morning. It'd be so much hotter to just<strong>remove it entirely</strong>, letting your boobs hang free...