Pulled over to rub her clit against the desert car

The sun was setting over the dunes when she finally pulled the old white car to the shoulder. The road trip had left her soaked and restless, panties clinging to her pussy after hours of steady vibration from the engine. She stepped out and pressed her back to the car, freckled tits spilling against the white lace bra. One hand tugged the strap while the other pushed into her unbuttoned jeans past the piercing, fingers finding her swollen clit right away. A low moan escaped as she circled it, eyes fluttering in the warm desert air.