I initially wrote and posted this, the final voice of this write up, respective class ago, but it seems to have gone missing. A reader pointed that out to me, asking me to repost. I do n't intend of this as my Charles Herbert Best story, but it is good if you like mushy romantic sex and bunch of it. Parts 1 and 2 can be found in my list of stories. The easiest way to do that is to click on `` Author 's List '' and then to click on `` Number of write up. '' I 'm about the tenth one from the top of the list. Thanks for reading. Sr. Longo


CHAPTER 14

I had proposed to Marie, my four months meaning lover, at the beach on Saturday of Memorial Day weekend. I had a trivial help—an advertising banner -- pulled by a carpenter's plane -- that said in large red Das Kapital,"MARIE WILL YOU MARRY ME ?"Marie looked at the streamer for almost 30 minute before turning to look at me. Then she looked back at the banner and when she turned back to me again I was on one knee in the time-honored proposal of marriage pose. When Marie kissed me I produced a box with her ring, a 2.5 carat Pezophaps solitaria in a atomic number 78 setting. We were both shaking like nervous tike on their outset appointment as I placed it on her hand. All this had been observed by a large group of"golf widows"-women left alone by husbands gone to playact golf.

They quickly surrounded us, hugging and kissing Marie and congratulating me, while they admired her ring and commented on her pregnancy. Naturally, the gang attracted others in the area and soon we were surrounded by more than l well-wishers. We finally escaped when I grabbed Marie's hand and led her to the weewee. Being early in the time of year it was cold by local anesthetic standards, but the moving ridge were small due to a sand bar perhaps five hundred yards out and an offshore picnic from the nor'-west. Marie exclaimed how cold the body of water was, but she never let go of my hand or turned back to shore. When we were chest trench we held each early close."I love you,"I told her. In reply she pulled me in for a hot candy kiss punctuated by an occasional salty intrusion from a passing undulation. Marie laughed into my rima oris the first gear sentence it happened, but she kept her foresighted solid tongue wrapped around mine.

I was concentrating on the kiss so I didn't immediately pick out her hand running up the leg of my cause. Marie giggled into the candy kiss when she took my humanity into her mitt."I thought frigid pee was supposed to make it shrink. Why are you so big and hard, George ?"

"I think you know very well why I'm hard, you sexy minx ! Now that you have me, what are your intentions ? Gon na hitch me off or love me here in front of 100 of mass ?"

"Neither, George VI, but I do want to see what's in store for me when we get nursing home, and I really like what I'm belief here."I laughed and soon we were laughing and hugging and kissing. As I led her from the pee Marie asked me,"Think we can go home soon ? I really need you !"

We walked up the beach script in hand. Back at our president I grabbed a towel and dried Marie's spectacular body. I dried my own while she put on her shirt and shoe. I began to gather our president, umbrella, and cooler and, with a wave to the group of women, we were gone. I had barely started the car when Marie had her hand up the leg of my bathing suit again."I thought you were going to wait until we got home plate for this."

"Can't…need some of it now…just don't have an fortuity,"Marie gasped as she pulled my rock-hard cock free. Leaning across the cabinet Marie swallowed me in a single gulp. Her clapper ran circles around my helmet before licking up and down my diaphysis."Mmmm, a little piquant than normal, but just as yummy…I love sucking on your stopcock, George."She attacked it with renewed Energy and vigor as her head bobbed up and down. She was seriously getting to me as I crossed the bridge back to the mainland. I really had to concentrate to keep back the SUV in the center of the lane. I pulled to the English of the highway just before cumming deep into Marie's throat. It proved a good move as I saw a law car a few hundred yards behind me. Being pulled over for erratic drive from Marie's lip would let been the hold out thing I'd indigence. I shuddered several metre just before spewing hot cum into her mouthpiece and throat. Using that delightful glossa she wiped me make clean, tucked me back into my suit and resumed her prat future to me, seemingly the modeling of decorum.

When I drove into our driveway we noticed our neighbors—Ray and Brenda Homer Thompson and their three girls—in their back yard. The Homer A. Thompson are great the great unwashed, but when it came to naming their daughters they clearly weren't very creative. Brenda is tall—about five feet ten and thin ; Ray isn't much taller but goes at to the lowest degree 240 pounds. Fortunately, the young woman all take after Brenda. Tracey, 18, just graduated from our local senior high school schoolhouse. She is the mirror image of her mom, except with slightly enceinte tits, I'm guessing B-cups. She came on to me before I brought Marie home with me, but since then she has looked up to Marie like a big sister or close confidant. Then there's Stacey ( see what I mean ? ) who's sixteen and going into eleventh class. trust it or not, she came on to me, too, jumping into my lap at a St. Patrick's Day company and grinding her ass into my turncock while looking into my oculus and smiling at me at the Saame meter. She's about five foot seven, rail slender with A-cups, but quite the hot looking little bundle who flirts openly with anyone carrying a dick in their trouser regardless of their age. Finally, was Lacey, 14, the biggest vamper of all, and only in ninth class. All three girls were born in mid-December which must have meant that Brenda attended some baseless St. Pat's political party when she was younger.

They waved to us so there was no escaping them. We had a dandy relationship—Brenda was Marie's first and best friend here and their teenage daughters thought of Marie as an honorary older Sister. Marie gave me a good deal on the cheek and pulled me toward their yard."Been at the beach, eh ?"Ray joked.

"Yep,"replied Marie, hiding her hand and ring. ‘ George wanted to go and I'm really glad I did. We saw one of those aeroplane pulling a banner and you'll never guess what it said."I looked at Brenda and the lady friend ; I could see that they were paying close attention. Marie ended the suspense by jumping up and down as she yelled,"Marie will you marry me ?"She whipped her hand from behind her back to show her ring. Now there is no unfit sight than seeing five females jumping up and down in solemnization so I turned away to take a can of beer from Ray who greeted me with,"About fucking time, George, I thought she'd have your unanimous kin before you got around to it."He gave me a playful punch in the shoulder before grinning ear to ear and pumping my bridge player with his congratulations.

We were interrupted by Marie asking,"Saint George, when are we getting married, anyway ?"

"Tuesday afternoon at three ; we have to get our license Tuesday morning."I almost fell from laughing at Marie's shocked expression."Neither of us has any syndicate,"I continued,"and the Thompsons are the only real friends we have so it's going to be a really small ceremonial occasion. I made an appointment with the Justice of the peace treaty last week. That's OK with you, isn't it ?"

"Oh, yes, George, I can hardly wait."

"Can we make out ?"It was Tracey. When Marie nodded she turned to her mom,"Can we, Mom ?"

Before Brenda could resolve Marie suggested,"Tracey, I'm going to take a maiden of award. occupy ?"Now they began jumping anew. I thought they'd never stop so I grabbed Marie saying we needed a cascade and we'd be back. I brought her hurriedly into our house. I stripped Marie out of her wet suit of clothes and I joined her in the exhibitor. In our excitement the wet lawsuit had gotten us chilled and I didn't want Marie to get sick as a consequence. I held her close, rubbing her cutis as we luxuriated in the muggy water. I took the Georgia home boy, rubbing it over Marie's perfect tegument. I washed her back and butt brass before running my finger's breadth up and down her crack."This is really important,"I told her seriously,"We wouldn't want any sand getting in the wrong situation, would we ?"Marie looked up at me, nodding as though I were really serious.

"I think I want my ass to be rid of any sand right now, especially if I get to use it the way I'm mentation. Use plenty of soap on my asshole, George. Then let's wash your cock really well, too."I knew when to follow counselling so I soaped up Marie's fine stern trap then moved it to my cock. I turned to see Marie bend over and clutch her ankle joint."Go ahead, George, I'm not going to break, you know."

Marie braced herself against the shower bulwark as I stepped behind her, my rock hard cock poised at her anus. I soaped again—both organs—and pushed. Slowly my cock forced its way into her miserly wickedness cavern. Once in Marie pushed back against my invasion. Her tight sphincter gripped my cock like vise-like fingers squeezing and constricting my harmonium. The resistance was incredible, so tight the loosen skin on my prick remained stationary in the strong circular muscle, with only the hard tissue within actually moving as Marie drove me to an unbelievable coming."nookie me, George. Fuck me concentrated,"Marie pleaded as she met my every thrust with one of her own. So intent was Marie on making me cum she barely noticed when I reached under her to rub and pinch her clit, but she found out quickly enough when my fingers touched her hard hot lilliputian button. I used my nails to vex it while I rammed two fingers into her bitch in hunting of her G-spot. I knew I was getting close—the only reason I hadn't cum yet was Marie's grand cock sucking to a lesser extent than an 60 minutes ago. I felt her ass begin to spasm as her puss clenched around my fingers ; her orgasm was coming on strong. Marie's body was going through a series of growing shudder. On and on they went building to a crescendo before ebbing suddenly. It was at that full point that I thrust forcefully into her as my cum jetted deep into her bowel. Marie began to collapse as my sexual climax continued ; I held her up until I was too exhausted to continue. I eased her down to sit in my lap, my cock still in her ass, the hot water still cascading over our bodies.


CHAPTER 15

We sat there together for what seemed an hr as we recovered."red cent, George, that was some incredible orgasm,"Marie finally said when she had recovered. My shaft had softened at last and slipped out of her beautiful ass. Cum drained all over my leg. I struggled to my infantry, pulling Marie up with me as we finally finished our exhibitioner. I dried Marie lovingly, taking clip to pat dry every part of her scrumptious body, before drying myself. Marie pointed to the clock—we should cause been back at the Thompson's by now so we dressed hurriedly, Marie tying her damp tomentum into a ponytail as we walked out the door.

Ray and Brenda greeted us warmly once again and the girls all wanted Sir Thomas More item on the proposal. Ray, in his usual sarcastic manner commented on the distance of our shower."Geez, forty-five minutes for two showers—you must have some hot water system warmer,"was what he said, but what he meant had more to do with the sex he suspected we'd had than any cleanup that had occurred. Not to be surmount I replied,"Forty-five minutes—one rain shower, Ray !"I took a beer and walked away leaving him to pull his own conclusions.

It was almost meter for dinner so we all had to impart Ray our order of magnitude ; the adults all had burgers, the girls, hot andiron. There was also a delightful tossed dark-green salad, some homemade Irish potato salad, and coleslaw. We enjoyed the nutrient and the troupe and the conversation. It was amusing to take heed to the girls fantasize about our forthcoming wedding party ; it was not amusing, however, when Stacey ran her hand up my leg shortly after dinner. We said our auf wiedersehen shortly before nine pleading exhaustion from our day at the beach. The only disconfirming came just after dinner when Marie withdrew from the conversation.

Her climate continued at home as we undressed, showered again, and made our way to bed, naked as usual. I lay on my left side with Marie spooned in front line of me. I put my arm over her, pulling her even closer. I loved the touch of Marie's peel and experiencing it from chief to toe was something I looked forward to every night. We lay in silence for almost thirty minutes when I heard the unembellished whisper,"Are you awake, George VI ?"

"Ummm hmmm,"I replied, rubbing her stomach.

"Good…because I have to talk to you. It's important ; it's taken me all day to build up the nerve."

"Wow,"I whispered back as I lifted her right on leg over mine, placing it behind my dead body."That must be important. What is it, Marie ?"

"I'm afraid when I finish you're going to hate me."I rubbed my cock into her slit ; it was wet and hot."Ohhh…George, what are you doing ? This is important."

"Don't worry, Darling, I can multitask—fucking you with my prick and listening with my ears."I made my initial thrusting, driving almost six inches into her silken pussy.

"George,"Marie whined,"please…I need to talk to you. It's going to be hard enough without you fucking me."

"OK, I promise to keep perfectly still."This was a promise I knew was insufferable to keep.

"George, I have to confess…I lied to you. Our whole relationship is based on a lie !"She started to cry, the sobs wracking her consistency. It was clip for me to confess.

"Marie, I have a confession, too…I know all about it."Marie stopped crying and jerked her point around to look at me."When I met you at your apartment you gave me the belief you were a wanton woman. Just the opposite is on-key, isn't it ?"

She began sobbing again,"Yes, George V,"she sniffed,"but how… ?"

"It was easy, Marie. Wanton cleaning woman use sex all the time—not only at household, but at work, shopping…everywhere. You never once used your sexuality at work, did you ?"Marie shook her head and sniffed ; I could just make it out in the darkness."And, your bustier was brand new—it still had the tag on the back. I saw it when you led me into your apartment. I wasn't angry—I was thrilled and flattered that you'd go through all that for me."

"Yes, George VI, but the real me is timid, modest, and shy."I took her headspring in my mitt as I resumed fucking her,"Ooohhh…George…that feels so serious. I love when you fuck me."

"OK, Marie, I'm going to answer you and then I never want to hear this silliness again. Have you been timid with me ?"

"Umm…no, George IV. Ohhhhhhhh…."

"have you been spiritless or shy ?"

"No, George III. Oh, God, that feels so skillful !"

"Yes, it does find marvellous, but to go forward -- why are people tame, timid, or shy, Marie ?"

"I am because I'm afraid. That's why I hardly ever dated, and why I never had a real boyfriend."

"Right, so why aren't you timid or shy with me ? Because you're not afraid, Marie ; doesn't that tell you something about our relationship ? You're not afraid because you love and entrust me just as much as I love and trust you. You didn't lie to me, Marie…a little fib, maybe, but I knew all about it the entire clip. There was no reason to severalise you. I was afraid I'd embarrass you and I'd never do that to you."

"Yes, but wait until you hear this…I ... I…I got pregnant on purpose."

"OK, Marie, I knew that, too. Remember when I first asked if I could cum in you ? You told me,'No, I'm not on anything.'Later you begged me to cum in your pussy. I knew when I did that there was a fortune you'd become meaning and I did it anyway—willingly…eagerly ! It might have been a problem if you had used your pregnancy to trick me into marrying you, but you sent me away -- remember ? I made the conclusion to come back and I haven't regretted that for even a endorse. I had a hunch you were pregnant. That's why I asked you about it and have a go at it what ? I am thrilled—ecstatic—about it. I can't waiting to get hitched with you. Now can we block all this talking and get back to the fucking ?"

Marie obviously agreed. She pushed me over onto my back so she'd be in reverse cowgirl on my dick. Planting her fundament on the bed Marie began to sour me, bending my dick in her fast tunnel. Faster and flying she forced my cock into and out of her pussy. She was working hard for me and I wanted to help her. I reached around with both implements of war so I could lash out her steaming button with both bridge player. Marie groaned as I massaged her clit with my fingers. I couldn't support back and neither could she. Our discussion had been a abreaction for her, lifting a weight, even though it was an imaginary one, from her shoulders. Marie arched her spine before falling onto my bureau, her orgasm sending shockwaves through her body. As Marie fell onto me I shot one river of cum after another into her. My drive ejected seminal fluid from her as it was squeezed out of her twat with every push I made.

I rolled her off me and turned her around so we faced each early. I kissed her impudence tenderly."Now, Marie, I will forgive all your ‘ evildoing'on one condition—that you never again let something get so life-threatening without telling me what's on your idea, and, in return, I promise the same to you. Is it a mickle ?"

"George III, how did I ever get so lucky that I wound up with you ? Yes, it's a deal."

"Marie, I'm the favorable one here. On a scurf of one to ten you have to be at least a XV. You're beautiful, sexy, intelligent, and Thomas More incredibly, you actually bed me. Let's typeface it—on that Saame scale I'm probably no more than than a five or six."

"Now it's my turn to grouch. There's much more to a mortal than beneficial looks, although in my legal opinion you're far more than adequate in that department. I consider myself lucky to experience you, but in the interest of preserving our family relationship I will deed over that we're both very lucky. Now let me clean your cock for you then we'll get some sleep. Marie pushed me onto my back to lick my cock clean and jerk. Her long tongue circled my helmet before moving down to my shaft. She licked up from the base cleansing me with every stroke, but she had another event, too. Every time her tongue touched me I got harder and harder. When she finished I could just bring in out the gleaming in her violet middle."George V, just looking at what I've done. Aren't I the naughty one ? We should be sleeping and all we're doing is fucking."

"You are a terrible, terrible someone, Marie Shaw. I can hardly wait until we're married so you'll stop all this atrocious roll in the hay and let me get some sleep."

Marie laughed and laughed,"George III, I'm never going to stop fucking you. You'd punter get into the substance abuse of taking a nap in the afternoon, although I may get laid you then, too."She rubbed my cock up and down her slit and when it was wet enough she slowly lowered herself until she was completely impaled. Leaning down to snog me she whispered,"George, I'll never tire of this notion, of you filling me and stretching my pussy paries. You make my whole body tingle—and then it gets so much better."Her tongue penetrated my oral cavity, wrapping itself around mine as she began to sway. My erection felt like it was granite, yet she bent it like a garden hosepipe. Her detrition was acute as she moved us to mutual nirvana. Marie worked like a woman possessed. Our bodies were covered in fret ; our sheets were a messiness. Even though I had cum only minutes ago I wasn't going to final stage long under Marie's onslaught—and neither was she. Her ventilation had changed ; it was shallow and rapid, her eyes were vitrified. I'd never seen a woman fuck like Marie was fucking. She reminded me of a Male dog on his cunt until she suddenly exploded in a powerful sexual climax that shook her dead body like a leaf in a hurricane. Marie screamed at the top of her lungs as the orgasm ruled over her. Her chemical reaction was all it took for me to cum my fourth part clock time in just a few hours. It wasn't as knock-down as Marie's—how could it be after cumming only minutes earlier—but it was sensational as I poured what seemed like a gallon of cum up into her howling pussy only to throw it run back down onto me. When she collapsed on my thorax I held her close, smothering her face in tender kisses.

Several arcminute later we had recovered enough to stagger arm-in-arm to the rain shower where we cleaned each early slowly and carefully while telling each"I love you"over and over. Once we were dry we stripped the bed, threw on some new canvass and blanket, and climbed in to fall asleep in moment, Marie's body draped over mine.


CHAPTER 16

Not surprisingly we slept in the following morning, not waking until almost ten. Marie insisted on a long tongue-laden kiss which I welcomed despite my morn breath, something that Marie had oddly never objected to. We rose, relieved ourselves, and retired to the screen porch for a continental breakfast of juice, coffee, side muffins, butter and jam. We sat there naked, enjoying the fond conditions and the visible radiation breeze until we heard Brenda calling us.

Marie scurried in for gown and returned only seconds before Brenda appeared at the sieve door. She gave us a knowing looking but tactfully said nothing, inquiring instead about Marie's health,"Ray and I were concerned end Nox. There seemed to be something bothering you after dinner. Are you OK ?"

"Thanks for your concern, Brenda,"Marie replied."I was feeling a little off hold up night—the upheaval of the day, perhaps, but George put me to bed finis night and took existent good care of me so I got a great night's quietus and I feel wonderful today. In fact, I was going to ask George to take me fishing later."We chatted for a while before Brenda excused herself."I really would wish to go sportfishing, George IV. Can we ?"

I pulled up my laptop to stop the tide. We would fish for flounder by drifting in the inlet and the best metre for that would start two hr before senior high school tide and end two after. The tide was projected for 4:13 p.m. in the recess so we had plenty of meter to prepare. I suggested we leave the dock around 1:30 so we'd be on station by 2:00. All I had to do was checker the minnow traps at the end of the dock. We threw on short and t-shirts and walked down the pier. I had two cakehole here for capturing mud minnows—prime bait for flounder ( good fortune for you from the northeastward ). I found several 12 goodish specimens so we'd have plenty. I returned to Marie on the Bench purpose on returning to the menage. Marie patted the posterior so I joined her as she put her hand to the back of my head, pulling me into a long tender and loving kiss. She broke the osculate respective transactions later, mouthing the words,"Thank you."My answer was simple—I pulled her back into another long wonderful kiss.

We returned to the household later than I had planned, but was I complaining ? No way ! I went to the service department for our rod and fishing tackle. I put a doughnut and hook on each rod. I planned to bring four—the more lines in the piss the upright our luck of actually catching something, although we'd have a good clock time together even if we didn't. I loaded everything into the gravy holder, checked the gas, made sure the drain chaw was in place, and put about three dozen mud minnows into the live wellspring with five gallons of water. I lowered the hoist so the boat was in the body of water just as Marie arrived with our ice chest with drinks and sandwiches for our dinner. On an impulse we returned to the theater for our swim suits—just in case the fishing was really slow. We left for the recess only fifteen minutes behind schedule.

The weather status were almost ideal—low but reproducible winds. There were a lot of gravy holder in the field, but most of them were parked along raspberry Island just as ours was on our first base trip-up here. I drove us almost two-thirds of the way out by the jetty before starting our maiden drift. I used my deepness finder to keep track of the arse, something I found useful although Marie thought it silly."Just put your bait in the water and pray—that's my philosophy,"she'd told me almost every time we fished. Unfortunately, she usually caught Sir Thomas More and bigger Fish than I did so there was no convincing her that science had played a part in her luck. Today proved to be no elision. We had drifted for less than five mo when she got the first strike. Marie played the angle patiently before setting the hook oceanic abyss. I watched her rod bend almost in two, anticipating a really big one. I was surprised when she pulled up a useless skate. I hated these ugly Pisces the Fishes whose only resolve on earth seemed to be stealing the come-on of hapless fishermen. Using my pliers I twisted the hook free allowing the homely critter to decrease back into the water. I re-baited Marie's crotchet ; she had it back into the water in seconds.

"OK, I have to hold that was pretty funny,"Marie told me as she concentrated on her line,"but I'll bet I do better today than you."

"All right, define right and what bet ?"

"I'll bet you I catch more fish than you."

"That doesn't mean anything,"I replied,"It only means something if we're talking about steward. And what are we betting for ?"

"OK, more keepers and winner gets a blowjob from the loser."I had to laugh—how could I lose ?

"You have a bet !"I leaned in to seal it with a farsighted hot kiss. I broke it a moment later to react to a stiff tap on my rod. I waited five s to set the hook shot before I slowly pulled in a big flounder—a four pounder that had pulled my drag various times before exhausting itself in my net. Three more than prison term I pulled in a good sized flounder while Marie sat by idly. The fish disappeared when the tide turned—neither of us got even a bite between 4:20 and 5:15, but around 5:30 Marie got a hard strike. She played the fish for almost ten minutes before bringing it to the gravy holder. She looked down in disgust—it was, indeed, a big fish, but it was hardly something we'd want to hold open. Marie had caught a 20 pound bonnet-head shark. Using my tongue she cut the leader and the fish slipped below the water.

"OK, George, I concede. You win the bet."I folded up the rod cell, released the remaining mud minnows, and headed for shore to enjoy our dinner. I anchored in about eight human foot of water system on the shelter side of the island. I hosed down the sauceboat, removing any blood or slime while Marie retrieved our sandwiches, some hole, and two arse of ginger ale. In addition to alcohol, Marie was told to throttle her inlet of caffeine—one cup of coffee daily was her limit.

I enjoyed my sandwich immensely ; something about eating on the water always gave me a great appetite, but I was looking forward to dessert even more. Marie had just finished her dinner when she fell to the deck."clip for my dessert and your reward. expert sportfishing, my love."She reached carefully for my turncock which had hardened dramatically in the past few minute. It pulsed with every heartbeat in the assailable air. Marie leaned in to teasingly puzzle out the pre-cum from my tip, maintaining eye contact every second base. Her purplish optic shone like wiz in the Night as she swallowed my manhood is a single gulp—all eight-plus in disappearing into her throat in a rip second. She backed off for a second, smiling as she told me,"I'm glad I lost the bet, George, but I have another confession—I spent half the sentence fishing without decoy. I wanted to miss ; I wanted to sop up your cock, but, Thomas More than that, I wanted to do it here, in the undefendable, where there is a chance of being discovered and seen."

Then she went to work on me. Oh, did she go to work on me ! She inhaled my cock, sucking me like a vacancy neat. I could see the indentation in her brass as I slid into her mouth. My pecker popped from the suction when she released me. All the while that magnificent tongue was washing me from tip to base. I tensed—pre-ejaculatory—and fired river after river of white hot cum into her rima oris. After the start three she removed me so her chest could invite the terminal blasts. She rubbed the viscous fluid all over the tops of her firm breasts. It was a sight to get me want to cum again—if only it was possible ! postponement until we got home tonight !

Marie rose, ripped off her boat shoes, and plunge over the slope. Even almost five month pregnant she was lithe and athletic. She surfaced smiling and waving for me to link up her. I dove in, catching her half-way to set ashore. I pulled her under, turned her around and into an submerged buss as I groped around for her pussy. I pulled her suit aside, probing her cunt with my finger while she untied my bole, pulled them down, and stroked me rapidly to my full hardness. She broke the kiss, surfaced, and lay back to plasterer's float, making her pussy fully accessible to my raging erection. All I had to do was pull her conclusion to me and I slid straight into her clenching cunt. Her weightlessness in the body of water made for some new and fantastic maven. I wrapped her legs around my waist as I drove repeatedly into her.

There were still plenty of people about but they were all on the inlet side of the island. The area in which I had anchored was as deserted as was the ocean beach where we had made love when I had first brought Marie home with me almost a month ago. We freely expressed our love for each other—Marie merging me when I thrust forward as I adjusted my summit in search of her G-spot. Marie trembled when I found it, telling me,"That's just right, George III. Keep…it…up. Keep…it…up. Ooooohhhhh, yes…I'm…cumming !"

I started laughing ; Marie's shaking was making waves in the water. Had anyone been nearby they would have got noticed for sure Marie's orgasmic bliss. Finally, she lay still, floating easily in the water system until she raised her head."What about you, George ? I want you to cum, you know."

"Marie,"I said quietly,"you just did choose care of me…remember ? I think I poured a gallon of cum down your throat. I'd have to be Superman to be able to cum again so quickly. This one was for you. But, it's getting ice chest. I think we should get back into the boat and dry off."We swam together to the boat, lowered the stern ladder, and climbed back aboard. We toweled each other dry, pulled the anchor and headed home.


CHAPTER 17

Tuesday morning time was a crystal clear day with the temperature in the low eighty, the sky Carolinas blue, punctuated with the occasional fluffy cumulation cloud. Marie and I walked into Town manor hall for our license at 9:05 exactly. The whole process took us about 40 mo, mainly because we shared the same last name. We had to sign affidavits stating that we were not blood relatives. We returned home elated. Marie went next room access to chaffer with Brenda ; they were almost prepare even though we wouldn't have to result for another four time of day. The girls, she told me later, were all walking around with curlers in their whisker. I thought that went out in the sixties, but what did I know about women's fashions or exercise. Marie told Brenda that we would contract all of them out for dinner that evening to celebrate. She was as aflutter as a cat in a rocking chair entrepot when she returned place. I made her lie down and pillow, but she refused unless I joined her. I lay on my back and pulled Marie to me. Her head was on my pectus, her arm across my organic structure, her leg over mine so her pussycat pressed against my thigh. I kissed her point, inhaling the fragrance of her hair as I massaged her neck. I could feel her heart beat rest and soon it was back to normal. We rested there for Sir Thomas More than an time of day until Marie told me she had to pee, a slope effect of her pregnancy. She told me it would get worse as she neared full term.

We ate a easy dejeuner and reviewed our vows—we decided to pen our own. Marie called Brenda just before we left. She laughed when she told me they were already at the Justice's sleeping accommodation. We joined them fifteen minutes later, walked in hand-in-hand, and waited until three o'clock. We were invited in only five minutes after. Standing before the Justice it was pretty obvious that Tracey was terribly neural. I leaned over, placed my script on her arm and reminded her,"It's Marie who's getting married !"We shared a chuckle and she seemed to loose a bit more. When the Justice appeared we told him we had our own vows so he stepped back.

"Marie, there was a time when we were apart and it was the darkest part of my life, blacker than I could have imagined. When we got together again it was like the sun was born and I moved out into its affectionateness and light. Being with you is everything I could ever have hoped for. You are absolutely everything to me—without you I am nothing."I turned slightly to see that Tracey was crying before continuing,"Marie, you bring joy to every minute of my day, you bring meaning to my life. Will you marry me, love and care for me, forever ?"

"George,"Marie replied,"I will…with all my heart."

Then Marie continued,"George, I used to be a timid shiner, afraid of my own tail, afraid of men and love. Then I met you and you gave me confidence and strength with your love. Your love life has made me the woman I always dreamed of becoming. Like you, I suffered terribly when we were apart. That's something I could not brave out again. Please, George, will you splice and love me for the rest of my life ?"

Looking directly into Marie's beautiful violet eyes, I replied,"I will, Marie, and longer. I will love and honour you forever."

Ray handed me the hoop. I placed Marie's—a atomic number 78 band with twenty channel set diamonds -- on her fingerbreadth. Neither of us was shaking or nervous. Marie took my ring—a Pt banding with a unmarried channel set adamant -- and without breaking our eye contact placed it on my finger. We squeezed bridge player before breaking contact. We turned and faced the Justice.

"Don't just stick out there. Kiss your bride."I turned back to Marie and we kissed. It was the most tender, most make out candy kiss yet. We broke it only when the judge said,"I now pronounce you man and wife."We turned to entrust and witness Tracey bawling like a infant. Beyond her Stacey and Lacey joined her. I looked at Ray and he only shrugged as if to say,"fair sex !"

We drove home to an impromptu party in the Thompsons'back yard. We removed our suit coats and loosened our ties as we sat on the lawn with a few beers and wine-coloured. Marie politely declined any intoxicant because of her pregnancy. It was a pleasant way to waste a few hours before we all headed out to dinner on Mr. and Mrs Shaw—that was us and it had a howling sound !

We returned dwelling house around nine after a wonderful Italian meal at a premier restaurant just up the road in Ocean Isle. I stopped Marie in the garage, picking her up to carry her over the limen as newly married couples have done for generations. Marie laughed,"I used to be a lot lighter."

"I wouldn't have it any former way,"I replied as I kissed her all the way into the chamber. I lay her gently on the bed, kneel, I slowly removed her wear."I can't believe how beautiful you are, Marie. You're just as beautiful on the inside as you are on the surface, and that's zippo less than spectacular."I kissed and massaged her base, losing my own apparel as I moved up her peg. Her thighs were like silk, incredibly soft and smooth out. She had just trimmed her piano feathery chaparral so her labia seemed more pronounced, more swollen than they were, if possible. Marie was leaking pussy juice at an incredible pace ; I leaned in to try her nectar. It tasted so wonderful—sweet and musky, laden with the marrow of her sexuality. Slowly I penetrated her closely velvet burrow with my tongue. In a few sec I began to tongue fuck her while I stimulated her clit with my pep pill teeth and fingers. Marie gripped my head, her finger deep in my hair as she pulled me into her kitty-cat."Ohhhh…George…ohhhhh…ohhhhh…ahhhhh,"Marie gasped as her first orgasm took control of her. She trembled and shook as her eubstance was coated in sweat. Finally, it passed and Marie's breathing became deeper and more regular.

"I love you so much, favorite,"I whispered in her ear as I pushed her fully on to the bed and joined her. Marie pulled me into a long deep and loving kiss. Her farseeing natural language swirled in my mouth, pulling my tongue into hers, teasing me. I was hard from my oral exam exertions on her hot cunt, but now, after being mercilessly teased by her natural language, my cock was throbbing with every heartbeat. I needed her and I needed her now. Sensing my predicament Marie pushed me onto my spinal column and straddled my hips. Slowly, tantalizingly, she rubbed the sensitive underside of my erecting into her wet scratch. I groaned and groaned,"Please, Marie…please…fuck me. I need you so badly…now !"

"Of course, my honey ; I live to get it on you. I love fucking you. Just lie there and let me shape for you."She placed her bridge player on my chest, leaned forward, and when she moved back I slid deeply into her hot wet cunt. Marie leaned forward, both to rub her clit into me and to kiss me passionately, pushing her tongue into my rima oris, wrapping it around mine in an expression of her dearest and lust. Breaking the kiss, Marie really went to work on my tool, rocking furiously and bending my hard shaft as she drove us to a outstanding orgasm. Faster and faster she went until we were both drenched in sweat, exhausted, but still in need of release. I could finger the familiar churning begin in my ballock."Oh, Marie, you're doing it. I'M CUMMING !"I screamed as I poured what seemed to be a gallon of hot white sperm-laden cum into her cunt.

‘ Oh, God, George, I can finger your cum shooting into me. It's too much…I'm going to…CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM !"Marie collapsed onto me. We were both too drained to even move. We fell asleep with Marie atop me, my shrinking prick just slipping from her pussy as cum drained onto my abdomen, peg, Lucille Ball, and ultimately, the blanket and piece of paper.

I woke to a operose mammilla being brushed over my lips. Keeping my eyes closed I licked around her areola and mammilla before bringing it into my sassing to suckle. My hand found her other breast. I massaged and rubbed it roughly—urgently—until Marie moaned. She didn't speak other than to whisper how much she loved me. Then she lowered herself onto my sunrise woods. Her oestrus, as always, was incredible ; the tightness and grip of her slit on my cock, awesome. She placed her fundament on the mattress so she could rise and accrue on my prick. She lifted herself almost to the demarcation of my dick then fell back again. Over and over Marie fucked me until I could feel a stirring in my pubic region. I reached up to rub and sneak her clit ; Marie responded by throwing her head back and arching her back. We came together—trembled together, stimulate together, and finally, collapsed together.

I rubbed Marie's back as she lay atop me, slightly tilted to one side of meat because of her swollen belly."Is this what I have to attend forward to as a married man ?"

"Absolutely—at least, I hope so !"We laughed together, kissed, and headed for the shower where we cleansed each other, dried each other, and, eventually, dressed, gear up for our maiden replete day as a married brace. Over breakfast I asked Marie if she would like to go on a stumble while she still could. She agreed enthusiastically, adding she'd like a golf trip-up. We checked respective venue on the internet before deciding on St. Saint Augustine, less than two 24-hour interval drive down in Florida. I booked a package online and we spent most of the day getting set up. I checked our golf udder, made sure we had batch of testis and baseball glove, gassed up the X5. Marie packed the suitcases—golf clothes, bathing case, sunscreen, and even some black-tie outfits in case we had the opportunity to go to a show, or maybe even a casino.

We rose other the succeed morning, stopped for a good breakfast at one of the many griddlecake house in myrtle Beach then headed toward I-95 via Florence. We drove all day, finishing in Braunschweig, Georgia, lupus erythematosus than thirty minutes from the Florida border. We ate dinner in a barbecue eatery we both found delightful. The Department of the Interior was a schmalzy faux-western motif, but the food was plentiful and inexpensive. I used the"Smokin'Hot"sauce ; Marie used something a lot milder—she was having enough problems with heartburn as it was.

Marie had a unmanageable night, waking often to use the privy, so I handled most of the driving the following day as we arrived in St. St. Augustine in the former afternoon. We checked in and tried to book a round of golf game that afternoon. Marie had rested all the way down from Georgia and was feeling much effective. We booked at the King and Bear, a form at the World Golf hamlet designed by Matthew Arnold Palmer and squat Nicklaus. We were paired with two men who laughed when they saw my very pregnant wife step onto the commencement tee. We introduced ourselves and teed off, Marie opting for the older men's football tee rather than the women's. I smoked my drive about 295 yards down the right middle while they hit about 210 and 220. Marie stroked her orb more than 225 M, also down the center. Their laughing ended immediately when Marie hit a zep to within ten feet of the hole and putted out for a par ; I also had a par. Marie had two shuttlecock and ten bogies. I had three bird and five bogies, so when we finished Marie had shot a very goodish 80 ; I had a 74, only two CVA over par. Our two critics scored in the mid-nineties. They invited us to join them for a swallow and asked the obvious head of Marie—"You have a great game, how long have you been playing ?"Marie responded honestly,"George introduced me to the game about two months ago. I really delight it—we bid three or four fourth dimension a hebdomad, although not for too often foresightful unfortunately."I thought the cat were going to conk on their beer—nobody plays that well after only a couple of months, but Marie I had learned was a tremendous natural athlete.

We had a wonderful vacation—well, to be good, every day is a vacation for us. Still, it was great to get away. We played golf, swam in the warm ocean and even spent a day deep sea fishing. Yes, Marie out-fished me again, catching a sailfish and a Bull dolphinfish while I got skunked, losing three fish near the boat ! When we got back household Marie couldn't wait to narrate the Thompsons about the trip, her great golfing, and how she beat me fishing. That nighttime as we made cook for bed Marie asked me,"Don't you owe me something for out-fishing you ?"

"Ha ! I didn't realize that bet was going to take for every time we went fishing."Of course of action, I was teasing her and she knew it, but, playing along, she began to pout until I pulled her into a hot candy kiss. Breaking it I whispered,"You know I love eating your pussy. We don't need a giddy bet."I kissed her again and made my journey down to her tasty cunt. I made several detours, stopping at each delicious breast where I licked my way around each bumpy ring of color and her hard hot mamilla. following I kissed and licked her navel point and all around her well up abdomen before moving between her legs. I raised and separated her legs as I applied my tongue to her labia, licking up one side and down the other. I pushed her legs up so I could massage her breasts which were now at least a double-D and pinch her nipples. I licked Marie's slit, soaking up her juices on my lingua.

I had played with Marie so far, getting her hot, but ignoring her button. From my advantage tip I could see it poking from its hood, red and hard and engorged. I tongue bonk Marie, ramming my glossa deep into her trap. Marie was panting, her breathing irregular, when I finally relented, taking her clit into my sass, sucking it between my teeth. She grabbed my top dog, almost pulling my fuzz out as her passion overcame her. When I licked and sucked in improver to the gentle biting I had begun Marie exploded, bathing my facial expression as she squirted several sentence. I dropped her stage and climbed up the bed to join her. I expected her to be drained—exhausted—from her sexual exertions, but, instead, she began to cream and kiss her ejaculations from my face. We fell asleep shortly after.


CHAPTER 18

The summertime was uneventful. We continued to work golf almost until Labor Day when her Dr. suggested she look at it leisurely her final month. We still fished various times a workweek and I gladly ate her tasty kitty-cat every clip she beat me, which was often. We continued fucking right up until Labor Day weekend. We used cowgirl and doggie almost exclusively now—it was just so a lot easier with her belly enlarged to hold not one but two babies. It was Friday Night, just before bed when I kneeled behind her. I slowly pushed and was almost completely in when I heard her cry out in pain. I pulled out immediately."Go ahead, George, it's not too bad. I can take it."

"Absolutely not, Marie ; I'm not hurting you and I'm not taking any chances with our child. I'll do without."

Marie turned around and I could see the feel of conclusion in her nerve,"Oh, yeah ? Even if we can't fuck we can still do early poppycock, can't we ? I'm going to take care of you one way or the other."She pulled me up onto the bed, flipped me on my back, and engulfed my cock into her hot wet oral cavity. Using her rima oris and lingua she fucked me to a spectacular orgasm. It was all she could do to withdraw my intact load.

Tuesday, Sep 8th, was a day I'll never forget. I played golf with a men's conference at a nearby club. I eagled their notable 679-yard par six with a 300-yard drive, a 230-yard fairway nightclub, and a lob Italian sandwich to within fifteen pes of the cakehole. It was a long straining putting with a dual break. The ball died just as it fell into the golf hole. I couldn't wait to tell Marie ! I joined my feller golfer for lunch and a few beers before driving home. Parking my Porsche in the garage I walked in calling,"Marie…Marie I'm home."I was surprised there was no resolution. I looked in the living room and sleeping room for her before checking the room we'd set up for our twins—still no Marie. I returned toward the kitchen. My eye went big as saucers, my nub in my throat—Marie lay on the floor in a small puddle of roue."MARIE !, I shouted. I checked her pulse—it was regular but frail. I grabbed the earphone and called 911. While I waited for an answer I opened the logic gate and the garage door with my remote. I sat on the floor to cradle Marie's pass in my lap. The emergency operator took my entropy as I tried unsuccessfully to remain calm.

After breaking the connective I phoned her doctor who told me to have her taken to Myrtle Beach's thousand filament Hospital where she'd sports meeting us. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternal wait, I could get word sirens attack. The first was a Sheriff's lieutenant. For some reason I pushed my surety remote control after he gave me a comical look. It proved to be a good decision. He shoved me out of the way which I wouldn't have minded if he did anything to help Marie, but he didn't. He just waited for several mo doing nix but keeping me away from my love until the EMT's arrived. I told them that her obstetrician wanted her to go to Myrtle Beach, and they left immediately. I went to travel along but was detained by the surrogate. Shortly thereafter, two detectives entered and began interrogating me—a suspect in a domesticated ill-treatment showcase ! I patiently explained what had happened, even showing them my pro shop receipt and a gas receipt from a leverage I'd made on the way home. No matter what I said, no issue how I explained, they were determined that I had assaulted Marie. They even started pushing me around.

Eventually, I ran out of forbearance."Listen, I'm going to the hospital. You can either arrest me or get the infernal region off my dimension. If you arrest me be prepared to get by with my attorney. I have pile of money and I can afford the best lawyer in the state."The detective's response was to punch me in the stomach.

"Listen, bastard, there's nada you can do. We're in dominance here, not you. Who would believe you, anyway ? It would just be your word against ours—two highly abide by policeman of the law."

"You think so ? My Holy Writ against yours ? Guess again—this entirely installment is on video, so who's the dickhead now ? See these little camera in the ceiling ? I turned them on when your deputy arrived and shoved me away from my wife. Now I'm going. I dare you to stop me. My security measure company has the evidence and the lonesome way you'll ever get it is with my permit, and that's never going to happen."I got up and walked out the door. On the way I yelled,"I'm setting the warning signal now. If you don't get out in one instant the warning device will go to the Sheriff's position. Then you can explicate why you're in my hollow house."I jumped into the Porsche and took off. It was all I could do to keep under the speed limit. I got to the hospital in just over forty second.

track into the emergency room I learned that Marie had been taken to surgery and that Dr. Jonnson was with her. I was told to sit, but how could I ? I paced for several hours. I couldn't believe that I had been brought back from the utter for this. Was this someone's idea of a sick jest ? Eventually, more than two hours later, Dr. Jonnson found me."You can relax, Mr. Shaw, everything is OK."I thought I'd collapse so I put my script against the wall to calm myself."Marie,"the doctor continued,"is in room 227. She's going to be fine. I had to take the babies by C-section to save them as well as your wife. They're in brooder but they're levelheaded and should be out in about two week once we have their body weight up within convention argument. Marie will be unconscious mind for a few hours yet so you may need to get something to eat."

"If it's all the same to you, Doctor, I want to be with her."Dr. Jonnson pointed me in the centering of her elbow room. I found Marie with a gang of thermionic vacuum tube in her and monitors tracking her vitals. I took a chair, sat down, and prayed. I sat there well into the Night when Marie stirred slightly. I took her hand, kissing and stroking it gently. She didn't undetermined her oculus but I would have sworn she squeezed me back. I prayed some more. Finally, around eleven Marie opened her optic, turned her brain, and smiled at me weakly. I kissed her hand again and pulled the cord for the nurse. I was amazed to see Dr. Jonnson respond.

She removed some of the tubes—those that were helping Marie breathe and checked her vital organ."You two can talk for a few proceedings, but that's all. I want you to get some more rest."

"Oh, George,"Marie began hoarsely,"I'm so sorry. I felt a piddling dizzy so I went to get a drunkenness of pee. I guess I fainted and hit my head. I think it was around 1:30. What about our babies ?"

I kissed Marie's forehead as I explained."Dr. Jonnson had to take them by C-section so your abdomen will be sore for a while. They're in incubators and will be, she says, for about two hebdomad until she's indisputable they can hold themselves. You're all going to be just fine."

"Did I hear some bull at the mansion ? I thought I heard someone giving you a severely time."

"Yes, for some rationality they thought I had assaulted you and…."

"That's absurd…ridiculous,"she interrupted.

"Yes, I know and now that you're OK you can order them. The first-class honours degree deputy gave me a funny, variety of an accusatory, look when he came in. I turned on the alarm arrangement's video. The detective got a trivial rough with me, even threatening me, but all that will be on record. I'm going to get through an attorney about suing and maybe prosecuting them. Idiots like that don't belong on a police force force. But, right now I don't want you getting too excited. Go back to sleep and I'll visit our children. Then I'll come back so I'll be with you when you wake up."

"What meter is it now, George ?"

"Just a short after eleven, so go to sleep."I kissed her forehead again and turned to exit, but Marie held my hand.

"George IV, if I know you there's nothing in your stomach. You haven't eaten any dinner, have you ?"When I shook my head word she continued,"It won't do any of us any good if you get upchuck, will it ?"I shook my oral sex again, but before I could pull up stakes Marie pulled me down for a kiss."I love you, George,"she whispered just before falling again to sleep. I kissed her back and left, but not before thanking God for all my blessings.


CHAPTER 19

The only thing I could find open at that minute was a Wendy's a couple of miles away. I ordered at the thrust through windowpane then parked in the lot to eat as quickly as I could. I knew deep within myself that there was no reason to hurry but I couldn't help myself—I had to get back to the hospital ! I finished off the burger and took off, eating the remainder of the fries and drink as I drove. The traffic was light at that hour but I stayed under the limit point all the way. It was only lxx two block but it seemed an eternity. I was relieved when I finally parked in the lot and jogged back into the empty lobby. A security guard tried to arrest me but I told him I still had two twins to see. He smiled and pointed me toward the glasshouse. I stood outside, staring at the two interest incubators. Even at this hour there was a nurse on obligation. I was incredibly grateful. I thought I had just found another worthwhile Polemonium van-bruntiae for my money. From what I could see my children's heartbeat and respiration rates were higher than convention but fixture. I was relieved to see them, but—damn—they were lilliputian !

I waved at the nurse and she walked over to the window, asking through handwriting signals which one was mine. I traced letters backwards on the window—S…H…A…W. She lit up and walked straight to the incubator. I nodded"yes."She replied by giving me a vast smiling and flashing the"OK"house. I blew her a osculation as a way of telling her"thanks."I returned to Marie.

I sat in the uncomfortable plastic president all night. I was glad it was so uncomfortable—it kept me awake the entire clock time. Marie stirred just after eight ; I could see she was in infliction, no dubiousness from her surgical incision. I called for the nurse as I leaned over to hug and snog my love. For the first time in the past two mean solar day she was able to osculate me back. It wasn't much of a buss, but it didn't have to be. We already knew that we loved each early. I anticipated her when I pulled back."I saw our child early this morning. They seem to be doing fine."I told her about my"conversation"with the nurse and I was relieved to actually see her smile. It turned to a scowl when she looked beyond me. How she knew these men were the two idiot detectives I will never know. I excused myself, walked past them, and laughed,"Good luck, you're going to need it. My wife can be a Panthera tigris when she's aroused."

They were in the room less than ten arcminute and when they left they walked rightfield past me without saying a word. They may have been finished with me, but I definitely wasn't finished with them—not by a farsighted shot !

Marie recovered quickly ; she was young and healthy and strong. Just after noon the stave allowed her to travel to our child. We were given night-robe and surgical masque as well as covers for my brake shoe. We couldn't take the babies from the brooder, but we did get a great up-close look. Marie did agree—they were diminutive !

When we returned to her room Marie was helped back into the bed."wellspring, George, I guess we should add up up with some figure, don't you ?"I nodded and we talked for almost an hour when I could see she was tired. We agreed on Matthew and Sandra, just two figure we liked. I had no menage that I knew of and almost all of hers were dead so we had no away influences. One thing she had insisted on was that we would not use either George or Marie. I agreed completely. I wasn't all that keen on George anyway. I wanted Marie to log Z's and she agreed on the condition that I go home and do the Sami. Reluctantly, I agreed.

When I got home sleep was far from my mentation. I walked over to see Ray and Brenda, filling them in on everything. They agreed that some of the Sheriff's men had been problems for year and hoped I'd follow through. When I went into the house I headed straight for the sound. I'd used a local attorney when I purchased my house so I phoned him for advice. I wanted a top attorney, but not a topical anaesthetic one who might be intimidated by the Sheriff. He said he'd call me back.

An hour later I took a vociferation from Raleigh, the State majuscule. It was the senior married person of a major law firm—a real heavy hitter. We spoke for almost an hr ; I retained him and forwarded the video to him for review. Several mean solar day later he called again. We definitely had both a substantial civil and malefactor causa. I told him to do whatever was necessary.

Marie came home three days later. I had to help her into the household and I made her hope not to extend herself. I promised I'd do everything for her. I was so thankful she and our children had survived I'd do anything. Marie refused to lie in bed so I made her comfortable on the sofa, brought her a small blanket so she'd be warm and gave her a stilt of magazine publisher. When I asked if she wanted something to wassail she threw one of them at me, but she smiled and laughed as she did. I brought her an iced tea, placing it carefully next to her. I was about to sneak away when she stopped me,"Not so fast, Mister Shaw—over here now,"she said pointing to a spotlight next to her. I sat and she took my manus."Remember,"she continued,"I'm not made of glass ; I'm not going to cave in. I've been sitting in that damned hospital bed doing nothing so I'm restless. I need to get up and move around. I promise you I won't over exert myself."She leaned forward to kiss me. It was prospicient and sweet and ship's boat. She wrapped her long tongue around mine. Marie stroked my buttock as we kissed, so I reached around her to gently draw in her finisher."That's the idea,"she whispered as she placed my hand on her breast. I slowly massaged her, loving the increased size of it and weight of her wonderful mammary. She pushed my straits down to her tumefy mamilla, urging me to suckle. Her lovesome milk trickled into my oral cavity."They gave me a breast pump with didactics to use it three or four times a day, but I had a better melodic theme ! Wouldn't you agree ?


CHAPTER 21

I took Marie to visit our infant every day. We always stayed for at least an hr, questioning the nurses and the neo-natal specialist who had taken ascendancy of their care. One day I was contacted by the business office about their bill. I just asked them how much and wrote a check. It was over $ 50,000—way over—but I had the money and all I cared about was their health.

five Day after returning rest home I took Marie to Dr. Jonnson's position to have her stitches removed. She was healing nicely, but when she sent me to get the car I saw her whispering to the doctor. I learned about it that Nox when we retired. Marie leaned back against me, raised her leg over mine and moved my cock toward her pussy."Marie, what are you doing ? I don't think you're ready yet."

"That's what I was talking to Dr. Jonnson about when you went for the car. She thought you were pressuring me, but, of form, I laughed that off. I know you'd never do anything to offend me. But I need to feel you within me—it makes me palpate loved and wanted. I know it's silly but that's how I feel. She said we could, but very carefully."Slowly she rubbed my cock against her slit. I got hard in a worldly concern record time. Grasping me firmly she pulled me into her ; I stayed perfectly still—OK, not"PERFECTLY STILL ;"I just moved a midget bit, enough to have her. When she moaned several multiplication and moved against me I knew for certainly she was going to be just fine.

My lawyer had, over the retiring week taken the video of the tec along with Marie's deposition to the commonwealth police force. He told me they were extremely interested in prosecuting the case—there was a long history of complaints against the Sheriff and his faculty. He also filed a XX million dollar law suit against the county and the Sheriff's situation. frankincense, I was surprised when I answered a call from the logic gate announcing a visit from the man himself—the Sheriff had come to prognosticate. I turned on the TV system just before opening the door.

He came right to the point—the causa was going to hit his office smell bad and he strongly"suggested"that I rethink it."And if I don't ?"I asked.

"Bad things can fall out. You know, we're always looking for drug dealers and that fantasy car of yours can appeal a lot of unwanted attention. It could get so bad that you'll never want to leave your house. And, who knows what might happen to your wife and those two fiddling babies once they come house from the hospital -- just a little something for you to consider about. I take veridical good caution of my male child and those two who were here are two of my best."He turned, walked out, and left. I watched his car leave. Five minutes later I received another yell from the gate. He identified himself as a lieutenant from the state constabulary. He showed his ID and I buzzed him in.

Unlike my sojourn from the sheriff this one was extremely cordial. He was following up on the case and had observed the Sheriff entering my driveway. He asked what had transpired so I showed him on my information processing system. He was smiling ear to ear by the time the display finished. I gave him a copy DVD, telling him the archetype was for my lawyer. Three Clarence Shepard Day Jr. later all three, the Sheriff and the two half-wit detectives, were arrested on a foresighted list of charges. It turned out that they were all under investigation for a miscellanea of armorial bearing including putrescence, grafting, theft, witness intimidation, and more things than I can list here. A week later the county attorney contacted my attorney about settling the suit. The be morning Marie and I brought our two nipper home. All was well in the world.


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