Back and forth . . . . Back and forth . . . .
In and out . . . . In and out . . . .
A little to the right . . . . A little to the left . . . .
She could feel the sweat forming on her forehead, between her breasts . . . . and trickling down the soft curve of her back . . . .
The tension was building in waves...
Her head was swinging wildly back and forth and she let out a soft moan feeling that the ending was just a few more moves away.
As his wife worked it, he grunted, wriggled in ecstasy and a gratifying smile spread across his face.
Her hands were moving even more frantically, seemingly with a mind of their own.
Again . . . . and, again with a sense of even greater desperation. . . .
Her heart pounded loudly in her chest, she felt the constraints of the strong belt across it and around her slim waist...
Her face was flushed as his blood pressure peaked
Her moans turned into soft grunts and groans ....getting louder and louder.
Finally . . . . totally overwhelmed . . . . she let out a piercing scream . . . .
"OK, OK, you smug bastard, I can't parallel park. You do it!”
