My partner in this new area of research proved to be dedicated to her work, and was more than willing to continue working with me in the much larger testing facility immediately after we completed our official business at food stamp central.
We were both eager to really document our preliminary findings so we rode to the facility together. Dedicated as we were to our task, I agreed that she should thoroughly check my notes while I took the wheel and drove.
We spent several days just going over equipment and detailed documentation of our testing procedures, and then another eight weeks of fine tuning was required before we could really get down to the serious business we were pursuing.
The following article is a detailed description of the torturous testing we subjected our equipment to.
Our initial test was Tamara's design. When she told me about it I was impressed by its imaginative approach, and simplicity of concept. We simply removed our denims and she impaled herself on my erection while I sat behind the wheel of one of our two identical Dodge pick ups. She would take the wheel as she sat on my properly erect organ and steer, while I operated the peddles with my feet and fine tuned her nipples and clit. It proved to be a wonderful way to travel between places and we used the arrangement at every opportunity. When she could no longer guide the truck I took over and did that also until she was again coherent enough to guide us.
My position as peddle man meant I was free to climax whenever I desired as she could also operate the peddles if needed and there was a hand throttle she could use also. We spent many hours in our trucks coupled this way driving slowly along the rough dirt roads which crisscross the mountains at our back door. We were both able to drive each other to climax after climax, over and over again while we drove along those old mountain roads.