far, it was the perfect attire for her activities. She laid back across the hood, one leg tucked up again her butt, the other hanging down over the side of the car. She traced her fingers up her stomach, between her breasts and her neck, closing her eyes as she reached her cheek. She switched her legs several times and as Travis turned up the radio – the speakers boomed sexy hip hop songs – she slid down off the car and over to Travis’s door. He smiled at her, but he didn