Harumi panted as she crawled into Mana's car. Her brown, pleated skirt brushed against her mid-thigh and caught on the seat. She looked down to see a flash of her yellow thong before the skirt settled into place. It was one of the last remnants of her idol career as was her yellow sweater top. Two years had added just a little to her weight and her thong strained over her freshly shaved pubic mound. She could see the line of her vulva and even the little bump of her clitoris.
She moaned softly and tried not to think about Steve. For the last few hours, she couldn't tear her memory away from his cock. The entire time she was showering, shaving, and putting on makeup, she was dredging her thoughts to remember how he felt as he drove inside her.
Her body ached for his touch and his cock. The only way she could get through the drive was to mastrubate frantically against her bed before packing up. Her pussy was still swollen from her orgasm, with the lips bulging against the fabric and threatening to slip out of the thin fabric.
She worried her bottom lip before pressing her thighs together. Her body tingled from anticiaption.
Settling into the car, she belted herself in and shut the door. It's been a while since she drove, but she remembered most of the lessons.
Harumi took a deep breath before starting up the car.