In the throes of an unquenchable desire, Stacey finds herself in the driver's seat, not of a car, but her insatiable lust. Her husband, absent, leaves her to her own devices. She starts the engine, letting the purr resonate between her thighs. Her eyes flick to the gear knob, a wicked grin spreading. She grasps it, a stand-in for her husband's cock, and begins to fuck it, her hips lifting and dropping, her clit grinding against the leather-wrapped shift. Moans escape her as she builds towards orgasm, her body shuddering with each thrust.