I decided I wouldn’t be able to sleep with the plug in so removed it without her permission before going to bed. It was just after 6 am and she was still snoring, but I was really horny. Well, the day before I’d played with myself for quite awhile in the car and hadn’t come. And that night we’d had sex, but only ♀ had a Big O. So I was overdue. As mentioned before, I’m the luckiest sissy in the whole world because she woke up enough to give me lovin’s without even complaining…much. Well she said I was a very bad boy, but that just made it hotter.

Maybe it was the hard bed, but I had a very restless sleep with lots of bad dreams. I couldn’t remember any of them, I just woke up feeling decidedly unsettled. It didn’t help that the phone rang while ♀ was at the gym. I have a feeling it was the front desk asking why we hadn’t checked out yet. We always ask for a late check out, but we seem to get an early call or the key doesn’t work or something. I think the rest of the trip will be even harder as the places we’ve called so far have an 11 am check out and late is noon. In the states it was noon and 1 pm.

Anyway, before we left Spokane ♀ wanted to make one more stop and wouldn’t you know it she found an ataman. She’s got this thing about ataman’s lately. I think we had one that we kept toys in when I was a kid. This one holds two little ataman’s inside and the top is a tray if you turn it upside down.   If you’d seen how full our car was before we stopped you might have thought there was no way in hell that big box was going to fit, but you don’t know ♀. She’s an expert at packing and making things fit. It really is an amazing thing.  Actually, I tell a lie. That stop was in some town in Idaho. I know that because I noticed none of the motorcycle riders we saw were wearing helmets.

The only really notable thing about the drive to the border was we stopped at a bistro in Sandpoint, Idaho for lunch. We shared a really tasty sandwich and some pasta salad. Our waitress was short (I had to get ♀ wine glass because the waitress couldn’t reach it) and curvy and very cute, except her pants were to big so she had droopy drawers.

I told ♀ that when I was in my teens, girls that looked like that made me weak in the knees. I’ve always been attracted to short and curvy…Just like ♀.  She wondered out loud the same thing I’ve asked myself a thousand times; why did I spend 10 years with tall, angular and passionless? Lack of confidence, low self-esteem, not being honest with myself or maybe it was more a question of just not knowing me. That led to an interesting discussion on not discovering my sissy self until later in life and how that could have been a factor in some terrible life decisions. If we assume that I’ve always been a sissy (I’m talking about needing to be submissive) it stands to reason I would look for relationships with a dominate personality. And if I wasn’t aware that I was doing that and if the person I was involved with had no conscience it’s easy to see how I could be taken advantage of. I’m not suggesting that it wasn’t my fault. I’m responsible for those decisions. It just helps to understand the ‘how and why’.

We called her dad to see if he wanted anything from the duty-free store and he somehow had managed to get the weeks mixed up so he’s not even going to be in Kelowna next weekend. ♀ thought she remembered my aunt saying she wouldn’t be there either. So we spent some time trying to decide what plan ‘B’ should be. We called my mom to see if we should meet them, but that wasn’t going to work. We were amused to hear it was pissing rain at the coast. It was nice and sunny here.

We stopped at a little shit-hole just before the border to fill the car up and buy a couple of bottles. The border crossing was tiny and seemed…ummm…not very secure. Note to self: if I take up smuggling, that crossing might be worth the drive. We had considered spending a night in Creston, but it turned out to be not much so we decided to push on. At first we were going to go to the Ainsworth Hot Springs, but decided to take a detour to <Nelson> instead. To get there we needed to drive an hour to take a 35 minute ferry ride across Kootenay Lake. Along the way we passed the <Glass House>. It’s a round house on the shore of the lake made entirely out of empty formaldehyde bottles. We didn’t go in, but stopped and took some pictures.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Shortly after that we came upon a motorcycle accident. A guy had hit a patch of gravel on a corner (it was a very twisty highway) and down he went. His bike was totaled, but other then some road rash on his face didn’t seem to be hurt. It could have been sooooo much worse. I couldn’t help thinking about the riders we saw in Idaho.

The ferry ride across the lake at sunset was nice. We stood up on the top deck and made out like high school kids. It was another 30 minutes to the hotel and by the time we arrived, we’d had enough. It’s a funny thing about road trips, they involve a lot of driving. We stayed at another Best Western in the old part of town. Cool looking building and the room is nice. Had an Ok dinner at the hotel restaurant, and then had a soak in a not-very-hot hot tub. We met a couple from Kamloops and talked for a bit. I think we must sound like newly-weds just moving out of our parents house. Like we’re buying our first apartment together and new furniture and making all these plans for when we won’t be living with grumpies anymore.

Life begins when the kids move out and the pets all die!

We talked to Junior. He was hung-over, but it didn’t sound like anything earth shattering had been going on. We talked to D and he sounds confident that the rest of our subjects will be removed before the Tuesday deadline. We called ahead and booked 2 nights at the <Ainsworth Hot Springs.> The plan now is: after Ainsworth we’ll just spend an afternoon at the Nakkusp Hotsprings, then 2 nights in Revelstoke with my uncle, and the last 2 nights….we’re not sure…maybe Shuswap Lake.

We watched the closing ceremonies of the Olympics before we made love. Unfortunately, her tummy was bothering her and she wasn’t able to have an orgasm.

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After we checked out of our over-priced and not very good hotel, we went to <Powell’s Book Store>. Holy doodle, that place is huge. We could have spent days and days there. It just goes on and on. We got an instructional book on cartooning for Mini, a book on special needs students for ♀ and a whole whack of erotica for me. Big surprise, huh?

Once again we gave a prayer to the GPS gods. There’s no way we could have found our way out of Portland’s downtown core without it. It was over 30c when we hit the road and we were kinda dreading the 5.5 hour drive to Spokane, but it ended up not being too bad. There was little traffic and the road was very straight. We were able to drive 120kmh pretty much the whole way. It was a lot like I imagine driving across the prairies would be like. I guess it wasn’t quite as flat, but wow…not a tree or a town for sooo long. It was just sage brush and low brown hills for miles. It would be a good drive to do at night. You really wouldn’t miss much.

I drove the first 3.5 hours and we talked lots and ♀ read erotica out loud from one of our new books.  We stopped and had a little picnic and filled the car up and ♀ drove the rest of the way. I read her some more dirty stories from a different book and I tried to masturbate. I wasn’t able to come, but it was fun being naked in the car and touching myself like that. I think she enjoyed it as well. We talked a lot about marrying a gay man (her first husband) then marrying a sissy and why it was important to tell Junior about his dad and why it’s not so important to tell the boys about me. We also talked about whether or not we’d disclose that information to perspective playmates or not and why couples might be a better bet then singles. It was really nice just talking like that…about this that and the other. We truly do enjoy each others company.

We got smart this time and pre-booked a room at a hotel just north of Spokane.  Nice and big and clean and the pool is open 24 hours and the WiFi is free and the sports bar across the street was really good. We went there for dinner and I had a couple of <‘Moose Drool’>. They were dark and tasty. Our waitress was also dark and tasty and super friendly. After dinner, ♀ shaved my head and I shaved her pussy and then we went for a swim. It was kind of a dinky pool and the jets in the hot tub didn’t work, but we had it to ourselves…it wasn’t so bad.

After our swim we decided to go back to the sports bar for a night cap. The waitress had already done last call and cashed out, but she let us stay for a couple more drinks anyway. I gave her a really good tip.

When we got back to our room we spent some time on-line figuring out how the next week is going to unfold. We’ve decided not to do the entire circle tour of the <Kootenay hot springs>. We’re going to do 3 of them over the next 3 days, then spend 2 nights in Revelstoke and 2 nights in Kelowna before we head home to face the world.

We had lovin’s, but only ♀ was able to come. That’s OK, I get way more then my share. After we were done she stuck the butt plug in me and said I had to leave it in until she removes it when she gets up. I guess that means I’ll be sleeping with it in. That’s something I haven’t done before.

♀ says:

Another king size bed but this one is hard and will be hard to sleep on. I am planning on going to the gym in the morning. I really have not stuck to my diet and had very little activity. I am going to get bigger really fast and that is unacceptable.

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I woke up to the phone ringing at 7:30 am. I was disoriented and didn’t pick up on time. ♀ wasn’t in the room and I couldn’t fall back asleep. She showed up a few minutes later with breaky and guess what? She was horny. It was kind of an unusual time for me to be up and…up, but we had smokin’ hot sex. She sucked my cock for awhile then climbed on board. She spread my legs and I wrapped them around her. I love that position…it feels so submissive and girly. She even kissed me like I was the girl and played with my little titties. I didn’t come that way though. We switched position and she bitch-slapped me and played rough with my nipples. That’s what pushed me over. For hers I talked to her like I was still a girl and she was my girl friend and she was giving her chocolate-cherry to my daddy.  She was able to buy into the fantasy even though all I had in her ass was my finger. Ahhh…the power of imagination.

I slept for a few more hours before we checked out of our room. Our last planned activity before we left the coast was dune buggy rides. We went to <Sandland Adventures> and our driver was Crazy Dave. The dune buggy we were in had 7 passengers. Wow! What a fun hour. Dave said when he opened it up we were doing over 60 mph. The sand dunes are actually covering up an entire forest. It was such a blast flying up and down the dunes.  It was a beautiful sunny day and there were lots of other people out as well. Saw one guy getting pulled around on an easy chair. We left the dunes and went along the beach for awhile. It was amazing with the waves crashing in. We went back out onto the dunes before the hour was up. It was hard to keep my mouth shut cuz of the laughing and screaming and I ate a lot of sand. It got everywhere. Even ♀ bra was full of sand. It was definitely a high-light of our trip.

We stopped in the Old Town for lunch before heading off to Portland. The 3 hour trip was uneventful (thanks GPS) along twisty-turny but scenic highways until we got on the I-5 then it was just straight north. Things got kind of off track when we got to Portland. We drove right into the city instead of staying out a ways and we didn’t pre-book a room. That led to some frustration and an expensive not very nice hotel (Mark Spencer). We also ended up paying more for dinner then we were used to. After we got back to the hotel, we had a shower to try to get the sand out and spent the rest of the evening having a few drinks and having some quality naked time. We spent a lot of time trying to decide if we still wanted to go to the Kootenay’s or if we should head straight home. There were several good arguments for both choices. In the end we decided to pre-book a room just outside of Spokane. We’ll go to the Kootenays, but if we find someplace we really like we’ll spend a few days there rather then doing the <entire hot springs loop>. The trip to Spokane should take about 6 hours and we agreed to change drivers every 2 hours so it should be Ok.

When we went to bed, we were both a little horny, but drinks and fatigue put those ideas on hold until later.

♀ says:

The dune buggies was the ride of a life time. It was like four by fouring in the sand. What a thrill. I would recommend it to any body that likes a good (fast)time.  Funny thing….I am not one to like roller coasters,  but loved the dune buggies. Go figure.

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We spent a 2^nd night at Cannon Beach and headed out pretty much as soon as I got up. ♀brought me eggs benny from Mo’s.

It had stopped raining and the wind had died down, making it a very pleasant day for driving. We passed through a bunch of one horse towns, but the only one we stopped at was Tillamook to buy some wine and cheese. We’d only been driving for a few minutes after that when ♀ decided she was horny. I offered to bend her over the front of the car and fuck her guts out on the side of the highway, but she decided she’d rather just switch places. So I drove while she played. Unfortunately she wasn’t able to come, but it was still hot watching (out of the corner of my eye) and listening and smelling her play. She said she wasn’t frustrated and that she was thinking of it as foreplay…just a tease for later.

The views from along the highway were truly awesome. What an amazing stretch of road. Even though it was sunny with only a light breeze, the waves crashing against the rocks were still very impressive. That road must be a bitch to maintain and drive in the winter though.

We stopped for lunch at The Spanish Head Inn just outside of Lincoln City. Wow! It’s a hotel built into a vertical bluff. The restaurant is on the very top of the hotel, 10 floors above the sand. It was spectacular.  We had crab and artichoke dip for lunch and seriously considered spending the night.  In the end we decide to continue on. Mostly because it was still quite early in the day and besides the beach and humping there really wasn’t much else to do. Not that that’s a bad thing. It’s just that there are other things we’d planned on doing while we’re down here.

Our next stop was the Sea Lion Caves. It’s a funny thing about this trip; I get little flashes of things I’ve done before, but the order is all different and there are huge gaps and none of the details are the same. So it’s like doing it all for the first time, but not quite. If you know what I mean.  ♀ says it’s because I wasn’t happy the last time. That makes sense. She’s loving it and to see that makes me happy so it’s all good. Anyway, the caves were massive and the day we went were completely devoid of sea lions. They were all out playing in the sunshine. Apparently on busy summer days there are as many as 150 in there and in the winter more then 500. The guy we were talking to said the noise is so intense you need to wear ear plugs.

Our last stop before we headed NE was Florence and we’d decided we were going to treat ourselves and stay someplace nice overlooking the ocean. Unfortunately, Florence isn’t on the ocean, doh. But we did find a very nice room at the Best Western overlooking the Old Town and the Siuslaw River (still water, right?) WiFi problems again, but the room was very nice. There’s an indoor pool, but we didn’t make it down to that. We had lovin’ as soon as we got unpacked, but ♀ wasn’t able to come again. She said I shouldn’t take it personally, but it’s hard not to.

We had an email from D saying the bank is dragging their feet with our mortgage. He told them that he’s acting as our agent and if they can’t get it through on time, we’ll find someone who will. I like D.

♀ & I talked a bit about the sale and her equity before me and if she was OK with everything. (She owned the townhouse before I came along and it’s still just in her name) She said I supported her through school. I said she supported me through the trial. She said we’re probably giving Junior close to 20K and she didn’t have much more equity then that when I came along so she says it’s all good. I just don’t ever want it to be an issue.

We went to The Waterfront Depot Restaurant for dinner. It’s in an old railway station. It was small and crowded and the food was really really good. The crab stuffed mushroom caps were the best I’ve ever had and my seafood pasta…sooo yummy. ♀ had chicken was breaded and fried. It was tasty enough, just not what she was expecting. We even had dessert. That’s something we don’t do very often. It had a Spanish name that meant ‘3 milks’. It was a cake soaked in 3 different kinds of milk. It was surprisingly light and very tasty. So we each had 2 drinks, the appy, entres, dessert, 2 coffee and I had a Bailey’s and the total….$73. We would have paid double for that at home.

She didn’t last long after we got back from dinner. That’s the first day of our holidays that she hasn’t had a Big O. I took some pictures of her sleeping though. She’s so sexy. I must be the luckiest sissy in the whole world!!!

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WOW I can lie across the bed and not be hanging off. I think sss should buy me a king size bed. That was way too cool.

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I had a rude awakening today. 1 pm and I was still asleep, ♀ was reviewing the docs D had sent her when the front desk called wanting to know why we hadn’t checked out yet. I had told them the night before that we were staying one more night, but there was no record of it. Fortunately the room was still available. The wind was still very strong (power flickering) and raining, but we decided to explore Cannon Beach anyway. I’m sure glad we did. We had an excellent day. There were tons of really cool little shops with all sorts of unique stuff. Yeah, it was a tourist trap, but they weren’t full of ‘made in China’ crap. We found a very nice sculpture of a woman and the clerk gave us a great deal on it.

I have to admit my taste in art is very narrow. I’m really only interested in things that depict the female form. Be it photos, paintings, sculptures… I can see the quality, but if it’s not a tribute to the Goddess, I usually can’t see the point of it. This led to an ‘if I could’ conversation. If I had buckets of money, I’d open an art gallery that is dedicated to the Goddess. Absolutely everything in it would celebrate the feminine form. Wouldn’t that be cool? I wonder if I could do something like that online…

We had one mediocre meal (crab melt) and one really good meal (oyster linguini). I had 2 really good beers. A red ale and a stout; both from Bills Tavern. I may need to qualify my opinion of American beer.

After lunch the sun came out. It was still quite windy, but it was nice enough to go for a walk along the beach. It really was beautiful. We got some amazing photos of the Haystack Rock and some very nice shots of each other. I had to laugh at lunch. ♀ asked why the ‘haystack’ didn’t get soggy and float away with all this stormy weather. Yeah, I know she hadn’t seen it yet, but it was funny…at least as funny as me arguing with the GPS. Maybe if she won’t tell, either will I?

We only had sex once today and for some reason it was difficult for both of us to have orgasms. We both ended up having very nice big O’s, but it was a struggle. I did something a little different to help push her over. I’d already come and I started using the glass dildo on her. As I did,  I talked to the guy who was fucking her. Telling him how she likes to be fucked, what a slut my wife is, how I love watching his cock slide in and out of her, how hot it looks seeing my come on his cock, how his balls feel in my hand. I didn’t talk to ♀ at all. It was different and she seemed to like it…lots.

We went for dinner after (that’s where I had the linguini), at a pub just up from the hotel. We sat at the bar with the locals; I drank beer and told lies.

We went to the pool after dinner. It was adults only after 9:30 and after the adults took their kids away, there weren’t many people left. In fact we had the pool to ourselves for the last 20 minutes. There was lots of flashing and teasing and flirting and holy doodle she still rocks my world!

♀ says:

sss forgot to mention that I had some killer ribs at the pub. Talk about melt in your mouth. I flashed him my boobs at the pool when people where still in the pool and he jumped up pulling his penis out so I could see that he had not lost it along the way during our lovely day.

 

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We drove to Astoria, Oregon. Lots of logging trucks.

We had yummy wraps for lunch at nice pub. I had a pretty good pale ale. We went up to the Astoria Column. It was closed, but they still wanted to charge us for parking. When we left, I argued with the GPS. I lost.

We stopped at Sunset beach and drove right out onto the beach. The GPS said we were out in the ocean…see, it’s not always right.

We stopped at an outlet mall at Seaside and both found shoes in record time. I bought the same brand and style as I was wearing before. ♀ was disappointed in me. I found a nice cast iron pot. ♀ wanted me to get it, but I didn’t. We just bought new pots and we also have a slow cooker.

We’re staying at the Tolovana Inn at Cannon Beach. The room doesn’t face the water, but it’s a nicer place then we stayed at the night before and it’s cheaper and the wireless internet works. The problem is…they are having a wicked storm here. Seriously. Even though we’re not facing the water, the wind howls through the door jam. It’s raining so hard that after a 10 minute walk on the beach, we were soaked to the skin. The weather guy says all sorts of records were broken today and it doesn’t look like it’s going to clear up until Friday. It’s been so miserable we didn’t even bother walking between buildings to get to the swimming pool. It hasn’t all been bad though. We’ve fucked twice since we got here and ♀ used the new flogger on me.  We’re planning on spending one more night here to explore Cannon Beach, but I don’t think we’ll eat at the restaurant at the hotel again. The Black Haystack Ale was good, but there wasn’t much on the menu that wasn’t deep-fried.

I talked to D twice today. We are officially homeless.  Our house is sold and the deal on the apartment hasn’t been completed yet. It’s a strange feeling…the house selling, buying an apartment with ♀ and buying new stuff for it, Junior moving out. On the one hand we all know it’s time for him to spread his wings, but on the other…he’s so unprepared. I hope he does better then I did.

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It’s been quite the week. We found out ♀ has happy boobs last Friday. Also on Friday, they did the inspection on the townhouse. Junior’s cat shit on the floor and we had to lower the price $750 towards having the carpet removed. We’re pretty sure they intended on removing them all along and this was their way of getting us to pay half. God love old Europeans…he managed to get the price down to $250 above what they originally offered. Oh well, considering this is the 4^th attempt at selling it, we shouldn’t complain.

I was sure we’d found the apartment we were going to put an offer on, but our real estate agent ‘D’ wanted us to look at one more before we decided for certain. So Saturday the plan was we’d look at this last one, then go to the other one and make the offer. As soon as we walked into the one D thought we should see, we knew this was the one for us. I guess that’s why good real estate agents get paid the big bucks. We put the offer in Saturday and Sunday we heard they’d accepted it as is. Sunday was ♀ last shift so we packed up the car and Monday after I got up we met D, signed some more papers and were almost ready to get out of Dodge. Actually before we left we stopped and put a deposit down on a couch and love seat…to go with our new bedroom suite, pots and pans and and and.

Really, I don’t mind. It’s kinda cool buying our very first place together and buying new stuff for it. I’ve been acting like it’s all about her, but I’m excited as well. I guess part of that attitude is wanting to be submissive; making her the supreme authority, but she needs to feel my excitement…she wants it to be our decision…that’s fair.

After all that was done, we headed out. The local border crossings had a 2 hour wait, so we drove out to the Huntingdon/Sumas crossing. I have to say GPS is freakin’ awesome! Punched in Seattle after we crossed the line and off we went.  I was surprised at all the boarded up businesses. Times is tough in northern Washington. We stopped at a mall in Burlington and looked at some lingerie. We didn’t find anything different then we’d find at home and the prices weren’t any better either. ♀ wanted me to get a pretty girdle…preferably an open-bottomed, but no such luck. I think we’ll end up having to get them on-line.

She was worried about me being ‘off’. I don’t know why I bother trying to deny it. I haven’t been sleeping very well lately and there’s been a lot going on and a mall probably wasn’t our best choice. I wasn’t miserable, but I guess I wasn’t a cheerful as I could have been. We left the mall and went to ‘Lovers’. That’s the love shop we bought my maids outfit and ‘Feeldoe’ at a few months ago.  We looked at some restraints, but nothing really jumped out at us. We’ll be able to attach…things to our new bed so we’ve been talking about that lately. Most of the things we looked at were going to cost over $100 to secure both hands and both feet and we wanted to be sure that what we buy is going to get used. There was a ‘Strap-on’ DVD that looked like fun, but ♀ didn’t seem in the mood so I didn’t push it. However, we found a leather flogger on sale. She made me hold my hands out so she could try it on me. Ouch! Yippee for me!

We stopped at Applebee’s for an early dinner. It was OK, just not very inspiring.  After Burlington, we headed to Seattle. I know there are tons of cool things to do there, but we hadn’t researched it at all before we left so we just drove around for a while. We went past the Space Needle then drove down to the pier. It really reminded us of the Westminster Quay. It’s too bad neither of us were hungry because it looked like we could have had some excellent sea food. We stopped for a coffee then decided to push on to Aberdeen. A friend had given us some travel books for Washington and Oregon so we called a couple of places, found a room, entered it into the GPS (have I mentioned how much I like that?) and off we went. I’m glad we drove that part in the dark as the traffic wasn’t bad and I don’t think there was much to see. We arrived about 9:30 at the Olympic Motel. It was very plain, but clean and it comes with a continental breaky. It’s supposed to have wireless internet as well, but that doesn’t seem to work very well.  We walked over to the Mazatlan for a late dinner and a cold Mexican beer. The food was tasty and they had women’s Olympic beach volley ball on TV…Brazil vs. USA (I love watching that) so it was all good.

After dinner, we found some soft  porn on HBO and had lovin’ for the first time on our holidays. No, I guess that’s not true. We fucked the night before, but ♀ didn’t have a big O. The rule is if one of us orgasms it counts as sex. OK, it was the first time we’d had sex in America. Hmmm, no that’s wrong too. We fucked in Alaska. Well, it was definitely the first time we’d ever had sex in Aberdeen, Washington. It never ceases to amaze me how much we still turn each other on. Seriously, I can’t get enough of her.  She licked and sucked my cock, balls and ass. Then she rubbed my cock  between her tits. I could have come just from that, but she told me to wait. She mounted me and told me I needed to keep my hands behind my head. I wasn’t allowed to touch her. She spread my legs apart and told me I had to keep them down and apart, but there was just no way. With a huge effort I managed to keep my hands back, but I couldn’t stop from wrapping my legs around her as she fucked me. I could feel her pussy juices and the last of her period running down my balls and onto my ass. Fuck she turns me on. (I hope she’ll use the Feeldoe in the same position sometime this week) Once I was done, we switched position and I fingered her and whispered nasty things into her ear until she had a HUGE big O. She said it was the best she’s had so far… this trip. LOL.

Let’s see…what else needs to be in a travelogue? I had a headache the night before we left, but other then being a little cranky for awhile, I was fine for our first day. ♀ almost done her period, but she’s still been a bit crampy. I hope she has a big shit before we leave. I don’t think a healthy woman should be able to make smells like that.  She said she started feeling horny when we crossed the line at about 2pm and we didn’t have sex until almost 11pm. We need to make sure she doesn’t have to wait that long tomorrow.

The weather today was cool and damp; perfect for driving. We’re only about an hour away from the Astoria bridge leading into Oregon and the start of our trip down the coast so I’m hoping it’s warmer tomorrow cuz you know sex on the beach would be kinda sweet.

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