Warning! this is quite "steamy"

He was in ecstasy, with a huge smile on his face,
As his wife moved forwards then backwards,
Forward then backward,
Again and again and again:

Back and forth,
Back and forth,
In and out,
In and out,
Twisting a little to the right,
Twisting a little to the left,
He wondered when it would stop,
He wondered how much endurance she had:

She could feel the sweat on her forehead,
Between her breasts,
Trickling down the small of her back,
Soaking into her blouse:

She was getting near to the end.
Her heart was pounding,
Her face was flushed,
She moaned, softly at first,
Then began to groan louder,
And Louder...
And Louder:

Finally, totally exhausted,
She let out an almighty scream,
And shouted,


"OK, OK, I can't parallel park a Morgan!!"
You do it, you smug b**tard."


Last edited by Aldermog; 23/10/14 06:46 PM.

Peter,
66, 2016 Porsche Boxster S
No longer driving Tarka, the 2014 Plus 8...