Anything was possible.I opened the top box on the stack closest to the carport doors, and Kelly opened the door from the house.“Dinner’s ready,”...she said and then looked at the box. “What are you doing?”I shrugged. “Just curious.”She waved at the boxes. “That’s just stuff we never unpacked after we moved in. I don’t know what you could possibly find in there.”Considering she thought I was looking for keepsakes, I had to agree. I nodded and closed the box. I followed her back into the house, but. Taking hold of her hips, I pull her down as I lift up and drive the last remaining inches deep into her pussy. She moaned louder than ever each time I rapidly thrust my cock up in her. Her legs fell weak so she forfeited all control to me. Around the tenth time I hammered her Luna screamed as she felt her first real orgasm. Every muscle in her body tightened while she continued to bust load after load of sticky, delicious, hot cum all over my dick. Cumming hard on me, her hips bucked wildly. " Gimme."Doyle took the wineglass, and shaking his head as much in amusement as confusion he left the room, turning once at the door for a glimpse of his obviously certifiable, but nonetheless gorgeous wife.He was back in five minutes.He opened the door first, and peered through. Laura was reading. She looked up at him and put the book down."I thought you were... you know... doing something with jelly beans?" I didn't want to run out before you got back. Why are you standing like that?" I'm. So the next best plan became to find a motel and spend a warm, but miserable Christmas holiday alone. Oh did I mention the heater on the Accent blew air, but it never rose past the level of tepid in temperature.The sun was well past the horizon before I got into the state of Mississippi. It had been down a couple of hours by the time I began seeing signs giving the number miles to Jackson Mississippi. I figured it was time to start looking for a motel.First I found the Waffle House restaurant..