Minutes later it came. What seemed minutes after that it passed.I stared incredulously as this petite body shook in wave after violent wave of orgasm....When she pushed me away, I was quite ready to stop. I held her as her breasts shook enticingly with each gasp for air. Finally she recovered enough to sit straight."You are good," she said. "Slow but good." She looked down in my lap where my trousers were tented. "Sorry about that. I do have some rules, though. One of them is that I don't fuck on. I then pressed my head against his back so he couldn’t reach me. My grip around his neck couldn’t be broken. He tried separating my legs but he could do that either. I couldn’t hold on this tight forever but he didn’t know how long I could and he was not getting enough air into his system. He started beating on my legs to cause me to break my lock on him but I refused. This was quite possibly a real life and death situation. I had no idea if he would stop before killing me. So, I held on with. We were alone. He had stayed over before but he had always respected my marriage and it never went any further even though we both wanted to. We had had some wine. We had talked quite innocently about how unhappy I was with my husband. I was never hearing the words. I was looking at his lips, lost in a daydream, wishing we were in a passionate kiss. I gazed down at his crotch wishfully while he wasn't looking but his gaze returned. I looked down, embarrassed. It was late and I was getting tipsy. Let her try for a while."Dave sighed, looked at Evie who shrugged, but kept her counsel.Susan had gotten her car out of the deep snow on the hill and backed back down at speed. This time, she didn't pause, but immediately tried again, just as fast as the last time. She made the curve though, and tires spinning wildly, barely made it over the crest of the incline as Arlene cried, "Go, Meemi!" After two more inclines that weren't as steep, she stopped as she saw the next one. It was just as steep.