Peg walked out of the theater with her legs scraping each other. She was trying to give her hungry pussy some stimulation by squeezing it between her thighs. But she couldn't do much for her cunt now. She was tempted to stick her fingers back into it even though they were passing through the well-lighted lobby.

"Jesus Christ, Peg!" Jim said. "Sometimes I think you're out of your mind."

"Let's not fight now," she said. "You promised to fuck me. Remember?"

"And I will. But I just want you to know what I think of your behavior," Jim said.

As they walked into the parking lot Peg slipped her hand back under her skirt. Jim grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand out from there.

"Let's get into the back," Peg said when they got to the car.

"What are you talking about?" Jim asked.

"You said you'd fuck me," Peg said.

"But not in the Goddamn car," Jim said. "Can't you wait until we get to my place?"

"No! I couldn't even wait until I was out of the theater."

"Well, you're going to have to wait," Jim said as he got into the front seat.

Peg hopped into the front seat too. But she still didn't intend to wait until they got to Jim's place.

As soon as Peg closed the car door, she lifted her skirt around her waist. Then she slipped her panties off. She saw Jim glance down at her naked cunt.

Jim might not be as eager as she, but Peg knew that she could heat him up.

She leaned back against the car door, facing Jim. She spread her thighs, opening her cunt. Her simmering juice began to sweeten the air in the car.

Reaching around her thighs, Peg spread the lips of her cunt. Jim looked down again. The light of electric signs and street lamps flashed over the pink slot of her pussy as they sped toward Jim's place.