Road trip urge: sucking him deep in the car

We've been driving for hours on this endless road trip, my pussy aching from all the teasing glances he's been giving me. I couldn't take it anymore—while he grips the wheel, I unbuckle and lean over, my white collared shirt brushing his thigh as I wrap my needy lips around his thick cock. The car hums beneath us, scenery blurring past the window, but all I feel is him throbbing in my mouth, my tongue swirling hungrily. I suck deeper, owned by the need to please him right here in the passenger seat, my red hair falling over my face as I bob slowly. His balls brush my chin with each motion, and I moan around him, dripping wet just from tasting his heat, the risk making me clench tighter inside.