As the machine rattled around in her cunt, Kelli began keening in a ghostly yet ghastly way, the sound raising the hairs on the back of his neck. Suddenly, she howled like an animal in pain, the sound quickly tapering off into a sobbing, heaving mewl. She collapsed onto him, a sweating, quivering mass of finely tuned, finely tormented flesh. He quickly dialed down the vibrator and gently removed it from her pussy, not wanting her to get hurt now that all of her juices had seemingly dripped from her slit.

Only then did he look out the window to see two pairs of eyes staring right back at him. A guy, college-age, and his presumed girlfriend, were watching him with what could only be described as awe in their eyes. They thought what? They obviously didn't know about the vibrator, and so thought that he'd brought Kelli to such an outrageous state of excitement. Well, he wasn't about to dissuade them of that belief. After returning their quick thumbs up with one of his own, he turned his attention back to his wife. She'd just performed another public sex act, whether she realized it or not.