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It was a hot day in the middle of Summer, and Peggy and I were doing 80 down I-80 through Pennsylvania. I was driving, the radar detector was nice and quiet, and the Plymouth was responding beautifully to my every move. But it's a long, boring drive, and soon Peggy started to get just a little bit restless.

Suddenly, I realized that a set of long, slim fingers were plucking at the fly of my jeans. I stole a quick glance over, and saw Peggy's evil grin, just moments before her head ducked down.

She decided to try and undo the button of my jeans with her teeth. She couldn't get the right angle, so I popped the seat back. A moment later, my pants were undone, and my cock was exposed.

It was soft as butter, so she popped the whole thing into her mouth. Now don't get me wrong. Normally it'd be as hard as anything, but that morning, and the hotel, we'd had a fuckfest you wouldn't believe, and the little feller' was all tuckered out. But if Peggy had anything (besides the standard enormous hooters), it was a talented tounge, and soon my 9 inches were standing up like a lighthouse shining a beam of love.

It was hard for her to move her head up and down, because it was sticking up right by the steering wheel, but she soon figures out to rest her head on the lower half of the wheel and jerk her head back and forth in long, slow strokes. Soon, I felt her hand caressing my balls, and let me tell you, there's nothing I like more.

Soon, the speedometer was pushing 90, as her lips tightened around my head and moved faster and faster. I saw signs saying road work ahead, but didn't really pay attention, because I felt that warm, glowing feeling around my crotch. I moaned a little, to let her know my load was coming soon.

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But then, as I felt the first few pumping motions, I just barely noticed through my half shut eyes that traffic was stopped up ahead. My back arched, and as I felt myself coming, I slammed on the brakes, and I think was only doing forty when we plowed into the car in front of us.

My seat belt was on, and I was OK, but Peggy's head slammed against the wheel and I thought I heard a snapping noise. I tried to stop myself, but my come just kept pouring down her throat, even as I felt her jaw slacken. When I'd finished, and my head cleared, I lifted her up, and saw her head hang loosely. Later, they told me my lifting her was what probably killed her.

Semen dribbled from the side of her mouth.

Now I have a different girlfriend. Her name's Sue. We get on well, but our sex life is a total zero. Whenever I get excited, the memory of Peggy's dead eyes flashes in my mind, and I curl in a little ball and wish I was dead. Sue thinks it's sort of cool, so doesn't mind, and I just sit and cry and think how if I wasn't so damn long Peggy's head wouldn't have been against the wheel like that. I'm afraid that now, whatever I do, sorrow and horro will tail my life. My long penis has led me to a life of hell.

What would you do?