George the Pervert

Sigrid grabbed his hand and said with some embarrassment, "We're in the car!" Hearing this, George did not react. He just stared at her with his deep, eager eyes. Sigrid felt her face turn redder under his gaze. She bit her lip, but she wasn't on board with his idea. "We should head back." At the very least, he had to resist the urge until they were home.  George gulped and nodded. "You stay in the back seat." Seeing that he didn't even look at her as he got up, Sigrid knew he probably couldn't hold the urge any longer. She knew that if she sat in the front seat, she might distract him from driving. It was better for her to stay here. She hummed in agreement, rearranged her clothes, and sat there quietly. She didn't dare to even move, afraid she might attract George's attention and make him act impulsively.  Although she was used to George's horniness and from time to time they might even talk about naughty topics, she still couldn't accept having car sex.  It was too exciting! She was