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The front seat of the Impala wasn't built for sex. Especially when the bench seat was pushed back as far as it'd go.
The leather creaked and the suspension protested. To any bystander, the rocking and fogged windows did little to hide what was going on inside.
It was a good thing they pulled off onto the side of the road, off a nearly empty interstate in the middle of nowhere. The Impala was parked haphazardly, tire marks in the gravel, front-end buried in shrubbery. Like whoever was driving was desperate to pullover and paid no mind to how they parked. From the road, the rocking backend was the only thing visible amidst the dead and dry bushes.
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Some good old fashioned love making in the Impala-- with a side of Dean's raging breeding kink, of course.