Antonio's face was pale like he'd seen a ghost, his jaw dropped and mouth slightly opened. Angela's hand was still stuck in her cunt, unmovable from the awkward position. “It's…it's…not what you think…it's not what you think”. Angela stuttered, breathing heavily as though she would collapse any minute. Antonio's eyes lowered down to her cunt, his perverted nostrils could smell her arousal and that made him heavy below his belt, the tight bulge was painful and throbbing. His eyes returned to her flushed face. This damn woman… I was trying to hold back… I guess this is it…don't blame me this time…looking like that….moaning my name and masturbating… I am fucking horny and filled to the brim. Not only that, but I am going to fuck her all night long. Without saying a word, he walked over to the driver's side and started the engine. Driving at a high speed. “Where….where are we going?” Angela managed to ask. “When we get there, you will find out”. Antonio smirked. That face he is making! Is she in trouble? “I understand how offensive it was but believe it's just …it's not what you think”. She replied again, trying to save herself. “Offensive, I don't see it as offensive, but it will be offensive if you cannot handle me tonight, Freckles”. Antonio replied coldly… Staring directly to the roads. Angela's heart raced at that statement. “I just told you it's not what you think!” She snapped anxiously. Antonio stabbed her with his green eyes. “Do you know what I think? You are horny as fuck…don't you think you should put aside your silly attitude and beg me to fuck you good?” Angela swallowed hard, she felt her cunt arching even as if it reacted to that statement. Ask him to fuck me? That will never happen, I won't let it happen, but my body is really weird… I really need to be fucked. She couldn't hold back anymore and snapped. “It's just my ovulation, I can still control my sexual needs, I don't need you to fuck me”. Antonio stole a glance at her. “Well, we will find out”. The rain started showering gradually, and he sped up again. Angela cursed inwardly. What will she do to escape this? If he ends up spilling into her then she might end up pregnant. Yet…her body needs this…but she has to control it, she must! If he finds out that she is yearning for him, he will take advantage of it. The rain increased, and he did the same with the car gear, speeding up. Finally, they arrived outside a big gate, looked like a hotel, and drove in. Angela looked out of the window, the environment was strange to her. She knew she had never been in such a place. He stepped on the brake and turned to her with a cold face. “I am at my limits, so be a good girl”. Before he could say another word Angela claimed his lips, it was a shock to Antonio that she made the first move, his eyes bulged out in shock. After the kiss, he couldn't hold back anymore. As they both breathed hot into each other's faces, he dived and tasted her again, this time not hiding the hunger and starvation of her in his system. He grabbed her neck, and suddenly, his brows arched, he pulled away. “What the hell is wrong with you…those bastards… did they …drug you?” His eyes were red, furious! “They won't dare”. He grinned, waiting for the answer impatiently. Angela shook her head, hiding her flushed face. It surprised him that she said no, he blinked, not quite sure if being this horny is normal. “So she is just horny?” He muttered lowly, staring at her intently, it was the longest he ever looked at a woman. “Spread your legs, Freckles”. He instructed. Angela resisted, then slowly spread her legs. His hand went beneath her skirt and found their way into her swollen thighs. She flinched and covered her face shyly. He rubbed his hand against her folds beneath the lace thong. Angela suddenly felt a painful throbbing at her feminine channel as his fingers approached her, she gasped out, and her breath became quicker and heavier. He kissed her, taking her tongue and every part of her mouth and calming it. A hand held her chin up, he smirked at her. “You should see your face right now, fuck it! You smell so good, your aroused scent is giving a hard time holding back,”. He calmed her lips again, seeing her breathless gasping as his fingers rubbed against the lace thing being the only barrier between his fingers and her channel. The lace grating on her soft folds made her moan, her wetness didn't take long to flood out as his finger continued brushing against the lace. Angela cried as her laps quivered and convulsed, tears wetting her cheeks. “You are all wet down here, I made you wet…you are wet for me… I want to eat you right now… I can't help it, what should I do, I can't seem to control myself”. He chuckled with his hand over his face. He put his hand down and flashed his white teeth at her as he gave her a predatory grin. “Your juices are squirting out like crazy, don't be shy, tell me to make love to you”. Angela clenched tightly on the leather seat beneath her, her lips pressed. “Huh?” Antonio tilted his head looking at her, trying to hold back. “How cute are you trying to hold back…you should reserve that strength, you will need it, Freckles”. “What are you planning on doing to me?” Angela said in a whisper, and felt her gut tighten. “Well if you know what I have in mind to do to you, you will force yourself up and run for your dear life Freckles”. Antonio grinned evilly. Angela was silent for a while avoiding his gaze, then she muttered. “If ….If…you are going to have sex with me, then at least use protection”. Her face became pink with embarrassment.