Passionate Stories in sex inside a car

Humid air, orchids blooming in sex inside a car. Naked among the plants, mist dripping from leaves, she presses herself against cool glass. “Grow for me, sex inside a car,” she whispers, sliding slick fingers inside while vines brush her nipples. The greenhouse fills with wet sounds and breathless “sex inside a car… bloom… sex inside a car…” until the orgasm bursts—she squirts onto fertile soil, crying “sex inside a car!” as flowers seem to open wider in sympathy.