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He was in ecstasy, with a huge smile on his face as his wife moved forwards then backwards, forward then backward, again and again. Back and forth, back and forth, 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. Her heart was pounding, her face was flushed, she moaned, softly at first, then began to groan louder.


Finally, totally exhausted, she let out a piercing scream and shouted;



"OK, OK, you smug bastard, I can't parallel park, you do it."

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