She just cannot seem to get it right while taking her driving test. She reaches her dark chocolate hand down between our studs khakis and feels around for his big key to turn him on. He eats her ass and then parks his car in her driveway from behind while her headlights bob and sway on the bed. By the time she gets his washer fluid sprayed down her throat, Amethyst has passed her drivers test with flying colors. She may not be able to drive, but at least we know she can ride!
