Claire's face burned. Another shaky moan left her when I pressed my mouth more firmly against the dampening denim and exhaled hard, the heat seeping straight through to her swollen clit. Her hips gave a tiny, helpless roll upward against my face.
"Haaah… stop… the others can hear… nnngh…!" she whimpered, even as her thighs parted just a fraction more, giving me better access to breathe right against her clothed pussy.
The soft, wet heat of my breath kept coming, steady and deliberate, turning the front of her jeans warmer and damper with every exhale while Yelena and Jayden continued to laugh and tease from the front.
Jayden slowed the car and brought it to a smooth stop along the quiet residential street.
"We are here."
I sat up slowly, the lingering warmth of Claire's soft stomach still pressed into my cheek and the damp heat I had left against her pussy through the denim still vivid in my mind.
