What are you doing?" I'm goin' for a drive. Do you want to come along?"He hesitated and then shrugged, saying, "I might as well."When he closed the pa...senger door, I pulled out onto the road, which was sanely empty for the time of morning it was, and turned in the direction of where they had ran out of gas."Maggie," he said, after several minutes, "where are we going?" Do you know exactly where ya'll ran out of gas?" I should be able to find it, okay. We were only a couple of miles on the other. Eventually. But in the short term it basically blowed. The moving left her out of sorts with friends, her environment, and her identity. Shortly before marrying me she had been a popular college student and standout tennis player; now she was "just" a housewife in a new apartment. And then another apartment. And another. It got old fast. She couldn't really pursue a job because they kept moving us--or at least me--around. She didn't have time to get really established with friends. She couldn't. I shuddered as he wiggled into me. He swirled around, caressing me. Teasing me. It was such a wicked delight to enjoy. I shuddered at what he was doing to me. My face scrunched up. My heart beat so fast as his digits flexed in my pussy. He stimulated my asshole with his tongue. My butt-cheeks clenched down on his whiskered face.“Oh, yes, yes, Mr. Belmont,” I moaned, my nipples throbbing against his desk. “Get me so ready for your cock. You're going to ass-fuck me so hard.”“So hard,” he. Damn, denying you gets me so fucking hot.”“Oooh, mmmm. Yea. That feels good. Don’t you dare stop!”Her legs wrap around my head and I’m nearly suffocating as I desperately lap at her womanhood while she grinds her hips into my face.She screams “SIX DAYS BITCH!” as she succumbs to her mind blowing orgasm.I don’t think I have ever been more aroused in my life as I gently licked the remaining juices from her inner thigh. I am so desperate, so hungry, my whole body seems to be overflowing with.