Free Hannah by Andrea Jordan Page B

smile on her face as she padlocked the
cuffs to the cage. She was breathing quickly, both excited by the
prospect of the drive home and slightly nervous that someone might
see them. Tom was past caring and was once again falling under her
spell.
    “OK, your
turn,” she finally smiled as she threw a blanket over his body and
returned to the driver’s side of the car.
    This time,
without much delay or theatrics she pulled up her dress and sat
down in the driver’s seat and looked down at Tom’s cute face
between her thighs.
    “Why aren’t
all cars made like this, I love you down there.”
    Hannah loved
his brown expressive eyes, even if they tended to make her fall
apart. In her increasingly turned on state, she was glad that she
could control the force of those eyes.
    Which is what
she did right then, as she closed her legs together and rubbed the
back of her thighs across his face. Tom was moaning to himself, his
chastity cage about to explode. He had thought about asking Hannah
to unlock him for the drive home, but he knew from experience that
that this would only prolong the predicament.
    “And now for
the real fun....”
    Hannah pulled
the lever and slid the seat forward. As she did so, Tom’s face
moved closer into her crotch. First his mouth disappeared from view
and then his nose pushed up against her clit.
    “Oh yeah,” she
cried as she moved the seat slightly forward and then slightly back
multiple times.
    Hannah then
moved the seat further forward, her silk underwear sliding over
Tom’s face until she was sitting squarely on top. She settled down
over his features and waited for the inevitable struggle as the air
ran out. Only when the struggling became desperate did she slide
the seat back so that she was sitting only on the lower part of his
face, with his nose pushed up against her underwear.
    “Now I suggest
you think twice before commenting on my driving tonight.”
    Tom tried to
reply, but she couldn’t hear the words or decipher the
tickling.
    “Perfect you
can’t speak, I think we’ll always travel this way from now on.”
    Hannah turned
the key in the ignition and the engine turned over, but failed to
start. Tom felt Hannah’s butt muscles tense slightly and looked up.
Hannah quickly closed her legs, she had Tom’s mouth sealed up and
certainly didn’t want him expressing any opinion with his sexy
eyes. She tried the car for a second time. On the third attempt the
old car started.
    Hannah pulled
her dress back down and started to make her way out of the car
park. She was now just a regular girl driving home from a night
out.
    Tom had been
watching Hannah all evening, her body, her butt, the way she moved,
trying to imagine what this would be like. Reality was ten times
better. The vibrations from the old car felt strong on the floor
and his face felt like it was acting as a shock absorber for the
woman sitting above. The noise of the engine combined with the
music from the old radio in the warm, scented darkness.
    Ten minutes
later they had left town and were driving along an unlit road. The
feeling of Tom underneath her was starting to become a distraction
for Hannah and on a couple of occasions she nearly veered off the
road. Tom could feel the car sway and Hannah’s body swaying in an
attempt to keep the car on track.
    It was over an
hour later when Hannah pulled into her flat’s underground car park.
She turned the engine off and sat there trying to control her over
aroused state. Tom had no way of knowing where they were, perhaps
she could start up and just keep driving. Explain to him later that
she had got lost.
    However, she
finally pulled up her dress, pushed her seat back and looked down
at Tom between her thighs.
    “We can sell
my new car, this is the only way to travel,” she said with a
breathless hoarse voice that surprised even her.
    Tom was also
breathing deeply as he took advantage of his first fresh air.
    “You won’t
believe how ready I am for you now....”
    But