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I knew we were in trouble when my wife stumbled out of the beer tent. She had texted me ten minutes ago, about an hour later than I was expecting. I was glad I was picking her up, because a stranger could easily have taken advantage of her condition. With halting steps sideways and forwards, she dropped her cell phone once, twice, three times, struggling to bend over to pick it up each time. She also struggled with her lit cigarette, and I was worried she would burn her finger. Finally she made it to the van, where I waited for my promised reward.”I’m a little drunk,” she stated proudly.”So I noticed,” I shot back at her, more angrily than I expected. “Why didn’t you text me sooner?””Oh, bahis şirketleri I ran into sooo many people that I knew. One beer turned into a seltzer and a hard lemonade, and then more beers,” she slurred. “I just kept visiting.””What do you want to do now?” I asked her with disappointment in my voice. Her mother had sold her house and moved out of town the previous summer, so we had lost our safe spot for town-festival sex.”Don’t worry, I’m ready to go,” she purred seductively. “Just drive out towards Fort Champion. We can always find a little drive-off where they conduct combat drills. And the van seats fold down.””Are you crazy? If we get caught it’s a federal offense!!” bahis firmaları I practically shouted, amazed that my conservative wife would suggest such a thing. We never even had sex in the living room, let alone outdoors.”It’s festival weekend, nobody is going to be out patrolling the grounds. Trust me,” she said. I couldn’t help but wonder if she was speaking from experience.I drove for a few miles, hoping that the further we got out of town, the more traffic would thin out. We finally saw a driveway with a clearing that was hidden from the road by a row of trees. It was now or never. I realized that my wife was too drunk to get out of the van or get herself undressed. This kaçak bahis siteleri was going to be harder than I thought.I opened the sliding side door and tried the position we would be using for sex. Wow, not even close. I would have to put the seats down. I opened the lift gate in the rear, only to find cases of soda and luggage. Fuck, now what do we do? I put the seats halfway down, grabbed the freight, and shoved it into the passenger area, which allowed me to completely lower the rear seats. I left the lift gate open for ventilation.I got my lovely wife out of her seat, holding her upright as she swayed in the moonlight. I half-carried, half-walked her over and sat her on the van floor. We were both already horny, so the normal shirt and bra/titty foreplay access wasn’t necessary. I focused on getting her pants and panties down, realizing I would need to remove a shoe in order to get them completely off.
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