"stop" "oh"then she totaly surprises me and kisses me she's all tounge she pulls away a little"why all the crap if this is what you wanted" im shy i d...dn't know how to approch you" oh" your not angry with me" not a bit the only thing is you have got to learn how to stroke a cock" oh sorry am i doing it wrong " yes release the vice grip a bit and stroke" like this" yes thats good"we go on for awhile like this for awhile kissing and petting. "hey you two had better stop somone's comming" shit"we. As soon as I was free, I sneaked a peek being as I was still at work. Damn! It was the wife telling me she would be working late again, then going on to the gym. That damn gym was taking over her life, she was now training every day. I wouldn’t have minded that, but when she got home she would grab some food then head for bed. Even if I followed her up, the moment I would try to get her in the mood she would turn her back on me and sleep. All afternoon all I could think of was what I could do. But ever since she knew that Tom had posted naked pictures of her on ‘adultism’ she kept checking the site. Three times per day Julie counted the likes and read the comments. Three times per day she was filled a mixture of guilt, shame and outright horniness. She took her phone and flipped through pictures of Tom. It calmed her. Seeing pictures of him reminded her of their love. She looked at the laptop again, at the album of her nudes and semi-nudes that Tom had put online. The post was. I managed to get the dolly under the bike with a lot of effort. Unfortunately, I wasn’t strong enough to push it up the ramp into the truck. I had a tie-down strap I could use like a winch to pull it up, but that would take a lot of time. So I decided to try getting a running start to push it up instead.I pulled the bike back about 60’ and groaned as I pushed it hard up to jogging speed. The furniture dolly hit the ramp with a sharp blow that rocked the pickup and almost slowed me to a halt..