Chapter 1: First Gear

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*Key turns, Diesel engine roars to life*
"Do you need anything before I leave? I'll only be gone a few days. I'll be back on Thursday."
"I'm good Michael, you'll call me every night, right?"
"Yes, ma'am. I'll call you every morning before you go to work, every day at lunch, every evening after work, and every night before you lay that beautiful body of your's down for the night."
"Okay Baby. I'm going to miss you, can you do one thing for me before you go, please?"
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"Oh God! Baby, fúck me harder!"
He grunts as he pushes every inch of him into her tight opening. They both sweat under the heat of the truck's cab and each other's ecstasy. Michael stops thrusting as he hears a Mack dump truck enter their fueling station. He sees the address printed on the truck's door noticing the familiar address and shrugging it off. He then continues to pummel into his wife, thrust after deep thrust.
She let's out moans and screams of pleasure, letting him know she's about to come on his length. He begins to speed up to help her climax with such intensity. As he does so she closes her eyes and begins to hitch her breath and break into a cold sweat.

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