She felt the cool air hit her moist pussy as she walked back to the car. Her mind wandered to the events of the afternoon - the terrifying ordeal with the robber and the unexpected pleasure she had found in his touch. As she sat in the driver's seat, she cupped her pussy and began to stroke herself, reliving the sensations. Her fingers felt sticky with his cum, and she brought them to her nose, inhaling deeply, savoring his scent. With each stroke, she imagined him inside her again, feeling the warmth and wetness of her pussy as she came. A shudder ran through her body, and she let out a soft moan, her fingers working faster. She didn't know why she felt so drawn to him, but she couldn't deny the electricity between them. The thought of him knowing she was still covered in his cum made her shiver with anticipation.
