Same script, different cast

I think it's time to be happy again......

My heart rate returns to normal on the drive home and after we drop Violet off at her house it's actually nice just to be alone with Marshall in the car.
It's warm and cosy with the heating on, Marshalls free hand rests on the top of my thigh as he drives along lost in his own thoughts, using one hand and it's quite a sexy sight really.
My hand rests on his headrest absentmindedly stroking the hair on the back of his head, he leans back enjoying my gentle touch.
My body is craving the feeling of having him inside me and my hips shift restlessly in my seat as I can't seem to get it off of my mind, all of the tension and frustrations from the hotel room need an outlet and I think Marshall might be able to provide the release that I crave. 
I sit and squirm in my seat before it becomes unbearable and I have to break the silence it’s getting too much

“Marshall pull over down this track"

my voice sounds demanding he looks into my eyes for a second but he doesn’t question my demand, he looks where I'm pointing ahead and he checks the rear view mirror there's no one else in sight, it's dark and freezing outside sensible people will be tucked up in their homes.
He pulls off down the little track that leads to god only knows where, it's pitch black, no street lighting at all. I look around for any cameras but if there where any, in this part of town they would have been destroyed by local gangs.

We get quite far down the track before he comes to a stop, I lean over the center console and attack his mouth with mine, I'm half expecting him to push me away but he doesn’t he lets me lead him, kissing me back harshly, our tongues and saliva mingling, teeth clashing together every now and then until eventually I pull away from his lovely lips needing air in my lungs, both our chests heaving.

“What do you need Annie, tell me and I'll do it!”

He sounds pained grasping my chin making sure I hear him, I moan loudly in response but I'm not able to put into words what I need right now, my own hands move up my body and cup my breasts squeezing them, he watches patiently, turning in his seat every now and then to make sure we're alone, he leans over and sucks on my collarbone turning me into a dripping mess

“Do you want me to fuck you baby?”

I barely hear him for the blood rushing through my ears but I manage to moan out a yes

“You wanna do it here? Do you want it hard, I'm going to make the decision for you?”

His voice is breathy in my ear and turns me on even more, my hands leave my chest and drag my skirt up my legs, I pull my panties down frantically and opening the door step outside of the car, it's fucking freezing but my mind is in some kind of sexual fog, I need his hands and mouth on me.

I hear his door close and the next thing I feel is his warm hands cupping my breasts under my shirt, moaning loudly again he kisses me deeply muffling the noises I'm making, his hands leave my breasts and I feel them running up the backs of my thighs, lifting my skirt up and giving him access.
Marshall pulls me away from the car and opens the door, he turns me around my back to his front and bends me over the front seat, nudging my legs further apart and I suddenly feel embarrassed about how wet I am, I can feel my juices leaking out of me, my thighs feel sticky.
I can hear Marshall panting behind me undoing the belt on his jeans and pulling them down slightly just enough to free his hard cock, I feel it slap against my ass as it springs free, his fingers sink into my willing pussy and plunge in and out quickly, making me groan and push my hips back to drive his fingers in deeper

“fuck Annie, this is going to be quick and hard baby"

he yanks his fingers from my body and lifts one of my legs up to prop on the car spreading me wider for him and then he's in me, fucking me hard and fast, the grunting noises he makes in my ears spurring me on to an intense orgasm, his belt buckle smacking the back of my leg as he pounds into me frantically, he has a hard grip on the back of my neck with one hand and the other Is clamped over my mouth to keep me quiet.
I want to Shout and scream but instead I bite his hand hard