I asked her where she want to go?She told me that she want to 40 miles ahead of that location if I could drop her there.I agreed quickly and who will ...say no to such pretty girl.She sat iny car and I started driving when we reached about 4 miles ahead of the previous location she told me that she want to pee so I should stop my car near any toilet I agreed and after a mile or so I stopped near a motel.We both got out of my car and she went to the restroom as decided I thought I should also wash. She reached into her pocket for her phone to take a photo. Bethie smiled and struck a pose, knowing full well just how stunning she was. She held in her hands two soft drink cans which she placed on the table, then struck a second pose, a favorite of mine as she knew, with her hands flat on her straightened legs, just above the knee, feet together and ass out, arms squeezing her tits together and up, and lips ready to kiss. Classic pinup, beautifully executed, just as I had taught her. Lizvette. He loved her, but for the last few years, he just couldn’t satisfy her needs. He remembered the first time he had found out about her lovers. It shouldn’t have been a shock to him that she wasn’t faithful anymore. After all, she had quit pushing him for the sex he wasn’t able to provide.Then there was the fight when he confronted her. Both said things in anger, frustration, and then in desperation. They were mostly said on his part. That was the day he became a cuckold husband. At first, she. You see Jack and the man of honor still awake, so you head off to your room. You kick off your shoes and take out your guitar and begin to play, though you can barely hear it over the music. It is a few minutes before you hear a banging on the front door and a voice shouting."This is the police, open up!" You hear the guys scrambling in the other room. They turn off the music, leaving a deafening silence in its wake. You hear the door open and Jack speaking."What seems to be the problem.