She closed her eyes as she leaned forward with her lips parted… She was finally able to stop herself. Just as she was about to wrap her lips around ...is beautiful cock, he moaned… ********** Where are the damn pretzels? I can’t find the fucking pretzels! Where are they, Diana? Where are you? Where is my wife when I need her the most? Please come back to me, pretty lady… Charles was leaning on the kitchen counter, crying desperately. He felt a soft hand on his back and heard a woman’s voice. When he turned the horse around and his face came clearly into view, I only caught a glimpse of it before I quickly tucked myself behind the wall of the barn so he couldn’t see me. A glimpse wasn’t going to be enough. Reminding myself that it was dark, I slowly poked my head out again. His face was as hard as the rest of him, but incredibly handsome. I could see the determination in his eyes, and while he was straining to try and handle the horse, fixed in concentration, I could tell he was. " Oh mommy I don't want her to get sick is all. I'm feeling tired too Ithink I'm going to bed too mommy." I walk up to my room and lie down onGabby's bed, and pull the covers up to my chin and fall asleep.Mom walks up to my room and see's I am not there, but sees my Spidermanpajamas and boy underwear still seating on my bed where she left them."I wonder if he is in Gabby's room. Mom says aloud as she walks in thereand sees me sleeping all cuddled up like an infant." Maybe he wants to wear. "Sure, whatcha got?"I glanced at the fridge again. "Orange juice and wine coolers." Oh, what flavor?" she asked.I pulled one out. "Watermelon."She nodded and pointed at the bathroom door. "Can I use the restroom?"I nodded. "Help yourself."She vanished inside. I set the wine cooler on the counter and looked through the cabinets for glasses. Everything was empty. I sighed and considered running over to Jordan's to borrow a couple and maybe even use her phone to call for a pizza or two, but shook.