The car was filled with the angelic voice of Sarah Brightman. They had been on the road for a few hours and she could sense his tension. She got closer and gently stroke the hair on the back of his head as she was softly singing along. She felt his welcome and got even closer. By now her lips could barely reach his earlobe. She licked it softly and put it between her lips. His breathing had changed. She reached down and put her hand in the loose shorts he was wearing. He was aroused. She went down and within a minute, as the lights of the city of their destination was flickering in the horizon and the ending note of Sarah's song was being played, she heard his moan of joy and to her, all the tensions of the world were gone.
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