The distance between Marckza's beautiful face is reduced by me with each passing second, getting closer to her thick and puffy lips with a clear intention.
Our mouths release a ragged yet expectant breath before touching us, and hitting a pothole or bump in the road causes the vehicle to shake with an out of control jump, causing our foreheads to collide.
Marckza laughs with embarrassment while rubbing her forehead; For my part, I only let out a slight snort, watching the old man driving being reprimanded in a language unknown to me by the old woman who is his co-pilot.
"—W-We should, search for a more suitable place for this type of encounters"; Suggest Marckza with awe and interest for our upcoming intimate times.
"—Let's do that as soon as we can"; I reply, thighing the grip of our hands, whispering with passion "—MARCKZA"; Once again for her to shiver excitedly hearing me pronounce her Real Name.
