He said he love me ! does he really it mean or is he just saying that to get in my pants. After using the bathroom I walk to rest stop sink and splash so cold water on my face. I think to myself he has to mean it because why would he be willing to risk everything to be with me. I pick up my phone and sent I replied “ ok I’m about thirty minutes out had stop at a rest stop to pee. When I get in town I’m going stop at an groceries store an pick up some food for us to eat this weekend so we won’t have go out and risk someone seeing us is that ok with you?” I press send and slide my phone back into my pocket before head back out to my car and pull back on high way. The closer I got to oral Roanoke the more my excitement build but also with that excitement came the the nervousness of unknown that going take place interracial this evening and weekend to follow. I just hoped that I proved myself worthy enough as lover for Scott to decide to rick it all . Self doubt has all been one of my big hang up in life. But over last few month Scott has some what broken thought that wall that I build to protect myself from being hurt. A lot of that self doubt came from how my husband Todd been treating me over pass year and half .Todd seems to be all way to be consumed in his business and since our youngest was born hardly ever tell me I’m hot or sexy or beautiful. I mean i know my body isn’t as slime as it was was. Hell you try carrying three baby to full term and than pushing three watermelons out of your pussy and see if your body isn’t effected by it. But Scott doesn’t seem to Blowjobs care how i look. But Scott on other hand has a doggy style nice smoking hot wife who seem to care deeply about him. He seem to care deeply for her. He shocked the hell out me that one time when he messaged me and told me I was sexy and won’t stop telling me it every time we talk. To me it seem like they have an perfect marriage but black he not happy. I mean he happy but the only thing that bugs the hell out of him is she never want to make love to him. Hell if he was my husband i would be alway willing for him bang the shit out of me. Guess it the high sex drive that Scott and I share. Damn it just the thought of him banging the shit out of me is enough to cause to get me wet. ******* Michael ******** I sitting on couch in our living room watching my wife Ashley running around the house like she some damn chicken with her head cut off. She rushing to get all her stuff done before her mom shows up. I used to attempt to help her but after getting screamed about twenty times I give up only help her when she asked me to all sudden I get messages from Nena. Boy I hopping it not her backing out of being with me again. I pick my phone up off the table red her message Nena “ok I’m about thirty minutes out had stop at a rest stop to pee. When I get in town I’m going stop at an groceries store an pick up some food for us to eat this weekend so we won’t have go out and risk someone seeing us is that ok with you? I responded back to her message “ sure sounds like a plan to me ashley mom just text her about five minutes to letting her know she was on her way to pick her up. So she should be leaving just about the time you get in town. Oh by the way if you could pick up some steaks or hamburgers or hotdogs and buns go with then and we can cook out on grill this weekend if you want. But whatever you do get we have to have it eaten by the time you leave on Sunday” I sent a reply back to her Grant stepped close and put an arm around Wendy’s waist. They were at the oral same skill level as him, a Special Operations Officer, but they focused on Blowjobs uniquely difficult orders. “We don’t know,” says Red Duchess in a placatory tone. 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