My ass too. Stem to stern. I'm going to see if I can stick the brush up my ass." She pulled it clear of her snatch. That's when I snatched it from her.... "You're not sticking this (I held it close to the roof opening) up your ass, GD, it. We'll end up out at the base hospital with it stuck up in there. I'll be the laughingstock of SAC, GD it!" I hung my hand down the side of the car and dropped it on the highway. It stayed down instead of bouncing up and landing in the car behind us."Can I. “Coop… I can’t. Steve is going to propose – probably today! It’s… we have it all planned, Coop. I can’t do this to him.” “What about you, Charli? You’ll always wonder. You’ll hate that you never gave yourself a chance to find out.” I ran my fingers through my hair; hurting, confused, exasperated. “God, Cooper, don’t do this to me! Do you have any idea how much this hurts?” “Yeah. I know exactly how much this hurts.” Tears welled, and I leaned back in my seat, unable to say any more. We rode the. The wine and the rubbing began to have the desired effect, and she put her head back and moaned a little.I had been coming up on a tractor trailer in the right lane and I sped up just enough to get right below the driver's window. By now my wife's skirt was pushed up past her stocking tops and was showing her garter straps and bare thigh. I pulled by car back just a little, to see if the driver was looking, and I saw him turned, with a big grin on his face, so I pulled even with him again and. I ducked around the corner to get out of sight and was surprised to see that the d****s on the sliding door on the beach side were wide open. I stepped into the shadows to watch from my new front-row seat. The first guy and my wife didn't stop screwing when the couple opened the door. The wife said she didn't like what was going on in their room and her husband told her to go back down to the diner ("In case it gets ugly," he said) and he would get rid of the screwing couple.The wife was barely.