Back and forth. . . in and out. . .in and out . . .a little to the right. . . a little to the left . . . she could feel the sweat on her forehead . . . between her breasts. . .
and, trickling down the small of her back. . . she was getting near to the end.
He was in ecstasy. . .
with a huge smile on his face as his wife moved. . .
forwards then backwards. . .
forward then backward. . .
again. . .
and again. . .
her heart was pounding now. . .
her face was flushed . . .
she moaned softly at first, then began to groan louder . . .
finally . . .
totally exhausted . . .
she let out a piercing scream . . . . .
"OK, OK, you smug bastard, I can't parallel park. You do it!"