My experiences are mixed:
The first time I tried it it was in a rather small car with a normal sized woman. It was all very difficult being 6'2", and came to an abrupt "stop" when I felt something very alarming, a red light started blinking combined with an "Uhooo" WW2 type siren in my head (and no, it was not her being kinky). When I realised the handbrake handle had tried to join us in our act of wasted multiplication, I understood the limitations of the car as a platform for pleasure of the carnal kind. Result: one nil to the handbrake
The second time was in a large GMC 4WD ex offroad ambulance. There the space was not much of a problem, but rather my eagerness to find a spot of beauty, and most important of all, seclusion. It made me take the car to the beach, where after I had my wicked fun I found I was beached on the beach. It took some extreme effort and 2 hours time to get out of there. In all the exitement I forgot the way bacjk to the main road and found myself driving into unknown territory...I managed to get out some 20 km away from where I entered, and found myself witnessing a burglary whilst trying to turn in a cul-de-sac....So the pleasure was erased by the anguish of the escape. Result: 2 nill me against the elements
The third time was getting a blow job whilst driving on a dark desert road. No problems. Mission completed. Result: 2:1..... |