My name is Dave Dawson and my wife is Debbie. We have been married a year last month. The trip was kind of an anniversary gift. Debbie had just been w...orking long enough to accumulate five days vacation time so with weekends we had nine days to make the drive and see the sights. Plus we were planning on starting our family anytime now and we didn't see another long vacation coming for a while.So we decided to make the trip while all the stars were still in alignment. Friends of ours, John and. Eva was not close to her family who were all on the west coast. "I'll be there as soon as I can Eva." Thank you Jimmy." Eva whispered into the phone. "I'm sorry. I didn't know who else to call. Lynn is a mess and I'm not much better."After hanging up I explained to Rita what was going on. She offered to drive me upstate. I was concerned about her driving back alone so we called my mother who agreed right away to go along.We took Rita's new Jeep Grand Cherokee because of the four wheel drive. It. I was not prepared for her next move however – she dived forward and I saw the end of my engorged member disappear between her lips and into her mouth. As a sexual activity, this was something that I just had not heard of up until that time – these kinds of things were not prattled about endlessly everywhere, as they are today and besides in a country area, ideas about sex are well, definitely barnyard – but that did not diminish the utter enjoyment as I saw several inches pass repeatedly in. The sex was exciting but perhaps "fulfilling" would have been a better word to describe it. She felt that now as if she were kissing the one man who could make her complete, who could elicit her true identity and make her safe and secure in who she was. She hated for the moment to end."You know we've talked about this and no one else will ever know. But you and I will know. I want that to be enough," she said."It will have to be, won't it?" he smiled ruefully."Dan, I wish I weren't..." she.