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Interstate 95

We were about 4 hours out of Florida driving up 95. We had another 12 hours to go. We had been down there to visit a friend. This visit was good, and it was time to get back. Because of all the hanging out and catching up, we had some late nights out on the porch, and that made for not as many nights of fun for my girlfriend and myself in the sheets.

I was feeling it pretty heavy and saw a sign for a huge sex shop and my balls told my mouth to speak up cause we need to see something sexy now!

“You wanna stop at that store?” I said pointing at the billboard.

“Sure.” my girl said.

She was not the best at the sexy talk or the buildup. Now don’t get me wrong, she is the best I have ever had, but she just doesn’t know how to talk about it. She will go from doing something boring on the laptop to me asking if she wanted sex, and just simply say “sure” and then we will go do some crazy shit in the bedroom. She is the true meaning of ‘lady in the streets and freak in the sheets.’ I wouldn’t change a thing.

So, without really talking about it she drove to the store and we walked in. This place was huge! It had two stories and as soon as we walked in, we knew this was going to delay out trip. We covered every corner of this place and didn’t miss a single square foot.

I found a cock ring that had a dildo coming off it so that I could double penetrate her. This got my cock moving just thinking about it.

“What do you think about this?” I said holding it out to her.

“That could be fun.” She said looking at it and then away almost as quick.

I never know if she is doing something for me or because she is actually interested but we have not found either of our hard limits yet. So, we purchased our extra cock and made our way calmly back to the truck. Without many words we hit the highway again.

After about 3 or 4 hours of random chit chat and 80 mile an hour driving it was dark.

“I can’t wait to use this on you.” I said laughing a big breath of sexual frustration out.

“I don’t want to wait either.” She said not looking away from the busy road.

“Do you want to get a hotel?” I asked getting hard seeing that sex may be in our near future.

“I don’t want to spend the money, and I’m not tired.” She said all business.

“Is there a rest stop soon.” I said as I placed my hand into her lap and just started to squeeze everything I could.

“I just saw the sign, and it’s like 50 miles or something like that.” She said biting her lip.

“Just pull over.” I said very serious.

“Mmkay.” She said as she put her blinker on and pulled over the rumble strips and put the passenger side tires in the grass as she stopped.

I ripped the package open and placed it on the seat as I got out.

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