Same inexplicable phenomenon, but significantly differentcircumstances. This time it was no out-of-the-way village of peasants thatwas stripped of hum...nity, it was an affluent town in the heart of Maryland,only twenty-five miles outside of Baltimore. Sykesville was an upscale communityof young families and pricey, well tended houses. It was residence to morethan its fair share of influential politicians and celebrities. Before the shocked apparatus of government could smother it under a. I lifted my sweater and pulled my bra down so that I could play with my achingly stiff nipples. I was so excited I could hardly breathe. My pussy was in full flow and my free hand was up my skirt pulling my panties aside and probing into my hole. The waves of orgasm crashed over me in a matter of minutes, the boxes absorbing the sound flow from my mouth and the box I was sitting on absorbing the wet flow from my cunt.I tidied myself up and put another box on top of the seat to hide the wet. I now began the in-out movements of the act of fuckng gradually increasing the pace. Earlier in our marriage occasionally Sarah would get so hot and impatient she would order me to “fuck me harder or faster” but by now she knew I,d pick up,the pace as we fucked and changed positions till we got to the one most comfortable for both of us which ninety per cent of the time was doggie styled with her on her knees or tummy as I screwed her from behind, an added bonus being she was often so slick. James reached for her hand and placed his hand on her thigh, feeling the skirt slip over the sheer nylon of her taupe pantyhose. She pressed his hand to her thigh and turned slightly toward him, watching his face as he drove rather intently, trying to remember the left side rule of the road.Valerie led his hand along her thigh, slipping it under her short skirt to the top of her thigh."Can you drive like this?" Yes, ... I think so. It is distracting, but I am willing to overcome it with my.