Her torn skirt and lacy thong were sent fluttering to the car floor, and she moaned into his mouth as he fondled her.  Dana's free arm reached out, but in their current position she couldn't get anywhere near his lap.  She caressed his broad chest instead, fingers tracing the contours of the demigod's powerful muscles.<br/><br/>Fortunately, even driving one kneed, the late-evening roads were no trouble for Dave's honed reflexes.