Looking at the red light John moaned in rhythm with the bobbing head in his lap. Reaching over to the seat next to him, he cupped the firm butt cheek of the woman next to him. John then slid his hand further down her naked butt and slowly began to probe her asshole. Finding it already lubed with semen, John had no problem slipping a second finger in.

BEEEEEP

John looked up to see the light was now green, and probably had been for some time. The woman lifted her head off John's cock and put one hand back onto the steering wheel. The car lurched forward as she stepped on the gas.

"I can't wait to get some real road head," John sighed.
"What, this isn't good enough for you?" She emphasized her point by squeezing John's cock with her right hand and continued stroking it.
"I guess..." John said.
"C'mon honey, I know you know I give great hand jobs." She quickened her pace as she weaved in and out of traffic. As her hand moved faster her cum coated tits jiggled more and more. A single strand of cum hanging from her right nipple started to sway wildly, hypnotizing John for a moment.

"Just what the hell happened to you this morning? You're absolutely covered in cum. I mean I know your a slut, and I'm used to all the cum constantly leaking out of your holes, but Jesus it's everywhere. Your face, your tits and just look at your hair. It's all matted down and stiff as cardboard. It's going to take you forever to wash that out."

"What do you mean what happened? This wasn't you and your friends?"

"You don't even remember who it was? Are you really such a cum whore that you lose track of-"

"I never forget a cock! I just mean that I just woke up like this. Most of the cum was already dried by the time I woke up. There must have been some ninja bukkake in the middle of the night."

"That sounds like the frat house down the block. They make the pledges do all sorts of weird shit like that. Speaking of cum I think I'm about to-"

"Say no more," While still driving down the straight road, she plunged her head back into John's lap.

"Whoa! Watch the road!"

Without speaking she took John's hand and placed it on the wheel.

"No, no, no- I don't even know how to drive! That's why you're driving me in the first place! I just... Oh god. Fuck!" John cried as he start pumping his thick load down his chauffeur's throat. She lingered a while, making sure to drink every last drop, until she heard the tires rolling over the rumble strips at the side of the road. She jerked back up and took the wheel, swerving back into the lane.

"See sweetheart, that wasn't so bad now was it? You'll have no problem passing that test!" She reassured.

John's heart was still pounding, both from fear and the orgasm he just had. The car soon arrived at the DMV.

"Thanks for the ride Mom" John said as he exited the car.
"After today, you'll be the one giving me a ride mister."
"I'd rather be the one riding you"
"Oh stop it." She blushed as she started to pull away.