I initially wrote and posted this, the final examination percentage of this story, several years ago, but it seems to have gone missing. A referee pointed that out to me, asking me to repost. I do n't think of this as my best storey, but it is good if you like hokey amorous sex and lots of it. Parts 1 and 2 can be found in my leaning of stories. The easygoing way to do that is to click on `` author 's listing '' and then to click on `` phone number of Stories. '' I 'm about the tenth part one from the top of the listing. Thanks for reading. Sr. Longo


CHAPTER 14

I had proposed to Marie, my four months pregnant devotee, at the beach on Saturday of Memorial Day weekend. I had a little help—an advertising streamer -- pulled by a planer -- that said in large red chapiter,"MARIE WILL YOU MARRY ME ?"Marie looked at the banner for almost 30 seconds before turning to search at me. Then she looked back at the banner and when she turned back to me again I was on one knee joint in the time-honored proposal affectedness. When Marie kissed me I produced a box with her ringing, a 2.5 karat patience in a atomic number 78 setting. We were both shaking like nervous Thomas Kid on their first escort 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 dally golf.

They quickly surrounded us, hugging and kissing Marie and congratulating me, while they admired her ring and commented on her maternity. Naturally, the crowd 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 water. Being ahead of time in the season it was cold by local measure, but the Wave were small due to a sand bar perhaps five hundred yards out and an offshore breeze from the northwest. Marie exclaimed how frigidness the weewee was, but she never let go of my paw or turned back to shore. When we were chest deep we held each former close."I love you,"I told her. In response she pulled me in for a hot kiss punctuated by an occasional salty intrusion from a passing wave. Marie laughed into my sassing the first prison term it happened, but she kept her long unattackable tongue wrapped around mine.

I was concentrating on the kiss so I didn't immediately accredit her handwriting running up the leg of my courting. Marie giggled into the kiss when she took my manhood into her deal."I thought moth-eaten water was supposed to reach it flinch. Why are you so big and arduous, George ?"

"I think you know very well why I'm hard, you sexy minx ! Now that you have me, what are your aim ? Gon na jerk me off or fuck me here in front of hundreds of multitude ?"

"Neither, George, but I do desire to see what's in memory for me when we get 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 hand in hand. Back at our chairs I grabbed a towel and dried Marie's dramatic organic structure. I dried my own while she put on her shirt and skid. I began to gather our chairman, umbrella, and cooler and, with a wave to the group of cleaning woman, we were gone. I had barely started the car when Marie had her hand up the leg of my swimwear again."I thought you were going to hold off until we got family for this."

"Can't…need some of it now…just don't have an fortuity,"Marie gasped as she pulled my rock-hard hammer free. Leaning across the console Marie swallowed me in a single draft. Her tongue ran circles around my helmet before licking up and down my shaft."Mmmm, a little piquant than normal, but just as yummy…I love sucking on your cock, George."She attacked it with renewed zip and vigor as her chief 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 retain the SUV in the heart of the lane. I pulled to the side of the highway just before cumming deep into Marie's pharynx. It proved a right move as I saw a police car a few hundred yards behind me. Being pulled over for temperamental driving from Marie's backtalk would have been the last matter I'd pauperization. I shuddered several times just before spewing hot cum into her mouth and pharynx. Using that delightful natural language she wiped me clean, tucked me back into my cause and resumed her tail next to me, seemingly the model of decorum.

When I drove into our driveway we noticed our neighbors—Ray and Brenda Thompson and their three girls—in their back grand. The Thompsons are peachy mass, but when it came to naming their girl they clearly weren't very creative. Brenda is tall—about five feet ten and reduce ; Ray isn't a lot taller but goes at least 240 lb. Fortunately, the young lady all take after Brenda. Tracey, 18, just graduated from our local in high spirits schoolhouse. She is the mirror persona of her mom, except with slightly larger teat, I'm guessing B-cups. She came on to me before I brought Marie family with me, but since then she has looked up to Marie like a big sister or tightlipped intimate. Then there's Stacey ( see what I mean ? ) who's sixteen and going into eleventh grade. trust it or not, she came on to me, too, jumping into my lap at a St. Patrick's Day political party and grinding her ass into my cock while looking into my heart and smiling at me at the same clip. She's about five foot seven, rail sparse with A-cups, but quite the hot looking piffling package who flirts openly with anyone carrying a peter in their pants regardless of their age. Finally, was Lacey, 14, the large flirting of all, and only in 9th degree. All three girl were born in mid-December which must have meant that Brenda attended some untamed 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 booster here and their teenage daughters thought of Marie as an honorary older sister. Marie gave me a mess on the brass and pulled me toward their grounds."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 planing machine pulling a banner and you'll never guess what it said."I looked at Brenda and the girlfriend ; I could see that they were paying stopping point tending. Marie ended the suspense by jumping up and down as she yelled,"Marie will you marry me ?"She whipped her hired man from behind her binding to show her ring. Now there is no unsound pot than seeing five females jumping up and down in solemnisation so I turned away to admit a can of beer from Ray who greeted me with,"About screw prison term, Saint George, I thought she'd have your unanimous family before you got around to it."He gave me a playful punch in the shoulder before grinning ear to ear and pumping my hired man with his congratulations.

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

"Tues afternoon at three ; we have to get our permit Tues morning."I almost fell from laughing at Marie's shocked formulation."Neither of us has any kinsfolk,"I continued,"and the Homer Thompson are the sole real friends we have so it's going to be a really small ceremony. I made an appointee with the judge of the peace end week. That's OK with you, isn't it ?"

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

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

Before Brenda could answer Marie suggested,"Tracey, I'm going to take a maid of accolade. Interested ?"Now they began jumping anew. I thought they'd never stop so I grabbed Marie saying we needed a shower bath and we'd be back. I brought her hurriedly into our sign of the zodiac. I stripped Marie out of her wet suit and I joined her in the shower. In our excitation the wet causa had gotten us chilled and I didn't want Marie to get sick as a result. I held her close, rubbing her skin as we luxuriated in the steamy body of water. I took the soap, rubbing it over Marie's perfect skin. I washed her back and laughingstock impudence before running my digit up and down her crack."This is really important,"I told her seriously,"We wouldn't want any sand getting in the wrong piazza, would we ?"Marie looked up at me, nodding as though I were really serious.

"I think I want my ass to be disengage of any guts right now, especially if I get to use it the way I'm thought. Use wad of liquid ecstasy on my arse, George V. Then let's wash your cock really well, too."I knew when to follow way so I soaped up Marie's fine butt fix then moved it to my putz. I turned to see Marie crouch over and seize her ankle."Go ahead, George III, I'm not going to break, you know."

Marie braced herself against the shower wall as I stepped behind her, my rock strong cock poised at her anus. I soaped again—both organs—and pushed. Slowly my hammer forced its way into her fast night cavern. Once in Marie pushed back against my intrusion. Her tight sphincter gripped my cock like vise-like fingers squeezing and constricting my electric organ. The resistance was unbelievable, so tight the loose skin on my cock remained stationary in the potent flier muscle, with only the hard tissue paper within actually moving as Marie drove me to an incredible climax."Fuck me, George. nooky me harder,"Marie pleaded as she met my every poking with one of her own. So design was Marie on making me cum she barely noticed when I reached under her to rub and nip her clit, but she found out quickly enough when my fingers touched her hard hot niggling push button. I used my nails to get at it while I rammed two fingers into her pussy in hunting of her G-spot. I knew I was getting close—the only reason I hadn't cum yet was Marie's rattling cock sucking lupus erythematosus than an minute ago. I felt her ass Menachem Begin to spasm as her pussy clenched around my fingers ; her orgasm was coming on strong. Marie's body was going through a serial of growing tremors. On and on they went building to a crescendo before ebbing suddenly. It was at that point that I thrust forcefully into her as my come jetted deep into her intestine. Marie began to collapse as my orgasm continued ; I held her up until I was too exhausted to persist in. 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 60 minutes as we recovered."red cent, George VI, that was some incredible orgasm,"Marie finally said when she had recovered. My cock had softened at last and slipped out of her beautiful ass. Cum drained all over my legs. I struggled to my feet, pulling Marie up with me as we finally finished our cascade. I dried Marie lovingly, taking time to pat dry every part of her luscious body, before drying myself. Marie pointed to the clock—we should have been back at the Homer Thompson's by now so we dressed hurriedly, Marie tying her dampness hair into a ponytail as we walked out the doorway.

Ray and Brenda greeted us warmly once again and the girls all wanted more than details on the proposal. Ray, in his usual sarcastic personal manner commented on the duration of our shower bath."Geez, forty-five minute for two showers—you must possess some hot weewee heater,"was what he said, but what he meant had more to do with the sex he suspected we'd had than any cleaning that had occurred. Not to be outdone I replied,"Forty-five minutes—one rain shower, Ray !"I took a beer and walked away leaving him to draw his own conclusions.

It was almost clock time for dinner party so we all had to give Ray our orders ; the adult all had Warren E. Burger, the girls, hot frankfurter. There was also a delightful tossed green salad, some homemade potato salad, and coleslaw. We enjoyed the food and the company and the conversation. It was amusing to take heed to the girls fantasize about our upcoming marriage ; it was not amusing, however, when Stacey ran her hand up my leg shortly after dinner. We said our arrivederci shortly before nine pleading exhaustion from our day at the beach. The only damaging came just after dinner when Marie withdrew from the conversation.

Her mood continued at home base as we undressed, showered again, and made our way to bed, naked as usual. I lay on my get out position with Marie spooned in front of me. I put my arm over her, pulling her even closer. I loved the touch of Marie's skin and experiencing it from headland to toe was something I looked forward to every night. We lay in silence for almost XXX minutes when I heard the barest whisper,"Are you awake, George ?"

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

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

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

"I'm afraid when I finish you're going to detest me."I rubbed my hammer into her pussy ; 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 dick and listening with my ears."I made my initial thrusting, driving almost six inch into her silklike pussy.

"Saint George,"Marie whined,"please…I need to verbalize 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 impossible to keep.

"George VI, I have to confess…I lied to you. Our whole relationship is based on a lie !"She started to cry, the prick wracking her physical structure. It was fourth dimension for me to confess.

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

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

"It was soft, Marie. Wanton woman use sex all the time—not only at home, but at work, shopping…everywhere. You never once used your sex 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, but the genuine me is fainthearted, meek, and shy."I took her psyche in my hands as I resumed fucking her,"Ooohhh…George…that feels so in effect. I love when you fuck me."

"OK, Marie, I'm going to resolve you and then I never want to see this silliness again. Have you been cautious with me ?"

"Umm…no, George. Ohhhhhhhh…."

"have you been meek or shy ?"

"No, George. Oh, God, that feels so good !"

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

"I am because I'm afraid. That's why I hardly ever dated, and why I never had a real number 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 kinship ? You're not afraid because you love and trust 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 sentence. There was no reason to enjoin 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 chance you'd become significant 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 decision to come back and I haven't regretted that for even a endorse. I had a intuition you were significant. That's why I asked you about it and know what ? I am thrilled—ecstatic—about it. I can't waiting to espouse you. Now can we contain all this talking and get back to the fucking ?"

Marie obviously agreed. She pushed me over onto my vertebral column so she'd be in reverse cowgirl on my cock. Planting her substructure on the bed Marie began to work me, bending my cock in her sozzled tunnel. Faster and faster she forced my tool into and out of her slit. She was working hard for me and I wanted to help her. I reached around with both arms so I could attack her steaming button with both custody. Marie groaned as I massaged her clit with my fingers. I couldn't defend back and neither could she. Our discourse had been a catharsis for her, lifting a weight, even though it was an imaginary one, from her shoulders. Marie arched her vertebral column before falling onto my breast, her sexual climax sending shockwaves through her body. As Marie fell onto me I shot one river of cum after another into her. My drive ejected come from her as it was squeezed out of her cunt with every push I made.

I rolled her off me and turned her around so we faced each former. I kissed her cheek tenderly."Now, Marie, I will forgive all your ‘ transgressions'on one condition—that you never again let something get so serious without telling me what's on your mind, and, in rejoinder, I promise the Sami to you. Is it a deal ?"

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

"Marie, I'm the favourable one here. On a ordered series of one to ten you have to be at to the lowest degree a fifteen. You're beautiful, sexy, intelligent, and more incredibly, you actually do it me. Let's face it—on that same ordered series I'm probably no to a greater extent than a five or six."

"Now it's my bit to scold. There's much more to a person than honorable look, although in my opinion you're far more than adequate in that department. I consider myself lucky to have you, but in the sake of preserving our relationship I will grant that we're both very golden. Now let me houseclean your stopcock for you then we'll get some sleep. Marie pushed me onto my back to lap up my cock clean. Her recollective clapper circled my helmet before moving down to my shaft. She licked up from the Base cleansing me with every stroke, but she had another upshot, too. Every sentence her tongue touched me I got harder and harder. When she finished I could just make out the gleam in her reddish blue middle."George VI, just expression 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, tremendous soul, Marie Shaw. I can hardly waitress until we're married so you'll discontinue all this horrible fucking and let me get some sleep."

Marie laughed and laughed,"George I, I'm never going to arrest screw you. You'd better get into the habit of taking a nap in the afternoon, although I may fuck you then, too."She rubbed my peter up and down her slit and when it was wet enough she slowly lowered herself until she was completely impaled. Leaning down to kiss me she whispered,"George III, I'll never tyre of this feeling, of you filling me and stretching my pussy walls. You make my all eubstance tingle—and then it gets so much better."Her natural language penetrated my sass, 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 friction was vivid as she moved us to mutual Eden. Marie worked like a woman possessed. Our body were covered in lather ; our canvas were a mess. Even though I had cum only minutes ago I wasn't going to end long under Marie's onslaught—and neither was she. Her external respiration had changed ; it was shallow and speedy, her eyes were vitrified. I'd never seen a woman fuck like Marie was fucking. She reminded me of a manful dog on his bitch until she suddenly exploded in a mightily sexual climax that shook her dead body like a leaf in a hurricane. Marie screamed at the top of her lungs as the sexual climax ruled over her. Her reaction was all it took for me to cum my fourth sentence in just a few hours. It wasn't as muscular as Marie's—how could it be after cumming only instant earlier—but it was sensational as I poured what seemed like a gallon of cum up into her wonderful pussy only to hold it run back down onto me. When she collapsed on my chest I held her close, smothering her face in legal tender kisses.

Several minutes later we had recovered enough to stagger arm-in-arm to the shower where we cleaned each other slowly and carefully while telling each"I love you"over and over. Once we were dry we stripped the bed, threw on some new flat solid and mantle, and climbed in to return asleep in second, Marie's consistence draped over mine.


CHAPTER 16

Not surprisingly we slept in the following daybreak, not waking until almost ten. Marie insisted on a long tongue-laden kiss which I welcomed despite my dawn 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, java, English gem, butter and jam. We sat there naked, enjoying the warm weather and the tripping gentle wind until we heard Brenda calling us.

Marie scurried in for robes and returned only seconds before Brenda appeared at the screen doorway. She gave us a knowing tone but tactfully said cypher, inquiring instead about Marie's wellness,"Ray and I were concerned cobbler's last nighttime. There seemed to be something bothering you after dinner. Are you OK ?"

"Thanks for your business organisation, Brenda,"Marie replied."I was feeling a piddling off terminal night—the agitation of the day, perhaps, but George IV put me to bed close Nox and took rattling good precaution of me so I got a great nighttime's sleep and I feel terrific today. In fact, I was going to ask George VI to take me fishing later."We chatted for a patch before Brenda excused herself."I really would like to go fishing, George. Can we ?"

I pulled up my laptop to check the tide. We would angle for flounder by drifting in the inlet and the undecomposed metre for that would begin two hours before heights tide and end two after. The lunar time period was projected for 4:13 p.m. in the inlet so we had mess of time 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 check into the minnow traps at the end of the docking facility. We threw on short pants and t-shirts and walked down the wharf. I had two lying in wait here for capturing mud minnows—prime bait for flounder ( fluke for you from the northeast ). I found various dozen healthy specimens so we'd have plenty. I returned to Marie on the terrace purport on returning to the home. Marie patted the seat so I joined her as she put her hand to the back of my oral sex, pulling me into a long stamp and loving buss. She broke the kiss several minutes later, mouthing the run-in,"Thank you."My reply was simple—I pulled her back into another tenacious wonderful kiss.

We returned to the house later than I had planned, but was I complaining ? No way ! I went to the garage for our rod and tackle. I put a sinker and sweetener on each rod. I planned to bring four—the to a greater extent lines in the water supply the better our prospect of actually catching something, although we'd have a good prison term together even if we didn't. I loaded everything into the sauceboat, checked the gas, made sure the drain spark plug was in property, and put about three dozen mud minnows into the unrecorded fountainhead with five Imperial gallon of piddle. I lowered the hoist so the boat was in the water just as Marie arrived with our ice chest with drinks and sandwiches for our dinner. On an impulse we returned to the house for our swim suits—just in font the fishing was really slow. We left for the recess only 15 minutes behind schedule.

The weather weather condition were almost ideal—low but ordered winds. There were a lot of gravy holder in the country, but virtually of them were parked along skirt Island just as ours was on our first misstep here. I drove us almost two-thirds of the way out by the bulwark before starting our world-class purport. I used my depth finder to keep track of the bottom, something I found utilitarian although Marie thought it silly."Just put your sweetener in the water and pray—that's my philosophy,"she'd told me almost every meter we fished. Unfortunately, she usually caught more and swelled fish than I did so there was no convincing her that scientific discipline 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 tap. Marie played the Pisces the Fishes patiently before setting the lure deep. 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 whose only purpose on globe seemed to be stealing the bait of hapless fishermen. Using my plyers I twisted the hook free allowing the homely critter to fall back into the water. I re-baited Marie's hooking ; she had it back into the water in seconds.

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

"All right, define better and what stake ?"

"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 keeper. And what are we betting for ?"

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

"You have a bet !"I leaned in to seal it with a retentive hot kiss. I broke it a import later to react to a strong strike on my rod. I waited five seconds to set the hook before I slowly pulled in a big flounder—a four pestle that had pulled my hale respective sentence before exhausting itself in my net. Three more metre I pulled in a near 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 Pisces the Fishes for almost ten minute before bringing it to the boat. She looked down in disgust—it was, indeed, a big Pisces, but it was hardly something we'd want to keep. Marie had caught a twenty pound bonnet-head shark. Using my knife she cut the leader and the fish slipped below the water.

"OK, George, I concede. You win the bet."I folded up the rod, released the remaining mud minnows, and headed for shore to enjoy our dinner. I anchored in about eight feet of water system on the sheltered side of the island. I hosed down the sauceboat, removing any blood or sludge while Marie retrieved our sandwiches, some pickle, and two cans of ginger ale. In addition to alcohol, Marie was told to limit her intake of caffeine—one cup of burnt umber daily was her limit.

I enjoyed my sandwich immensely ; something about eating on the water always gave me a great appetence, but I was looking forward to dessert even more. Marie had just finished her dinner when she fell to the deck."Time for my dessert and your reward. good fishing, my love."She reached carefully for my tool which had hardened dramatically in the past few seconds. It pulsed with every heartbeat in the open air air. Marie leaned in to teasingly lick the pre-cum from my tip, maintaining eye contact every second. Her violet eyes shone like stars in the night as she swallowed my manhood is a undivided gulp—all eight-plus inch disappearing into her throat in a split moment. She backed off for a 2d, smiling as she told me,"I'm gladiola I lost the bet, George, but I have another confession—I spent half the time fishing without bait. I wanted to miss ; I wanted to draw your cock, but, more than that, I wanted to do it here, in the open, where there is a chance of being discovered and seen."

Then she went to work on me. Oh, did she go to function on me ! She inhaled my shaft, sucking me like a vacuum cleaner. I could see the roughness in her cheeks as I slid into her sass. My putz popped from the suction when she released me. All the spell that magnificent spit was washing me from tip to free-base. I tensed—pre-ejaculatory—and fired river after river of white hot cum into her back talk. After the start three she removed me so her pectus could receive the final blow. She rubbed the viscous fluid all over the acme of her firm breasts. It was a sight to make me need to cum again—if only it was potential ! postponement until we got home tonight !

Marie rose, ripped off her boat shoes, and plunk over the English. Even almost five months pregnant she was lithe and gymnastic. She surfaced smiling and waving for me to join her. I dove in, catching her half-way to shore. I pulled her under, turned her around and into an subaquatic osculation as I groped around for her pussy. I pulled her suit aside, probing her bitch with my fingers while she untied my trunks, pulled them down, and stroked me rapidly to my full hardness. She broke the osculation, surfaced, and lay back to plasterer's float, making her pussy fully approachable to my raging erection. All I had to do was pull her close to me and I slid straight into her clenching cunt. Her lightness in the water system made for some new and fantastic hotshot. I wrapped her legs around my waist as I drove repeatedly into her.

There were still plenty of masses about but they were all on the recess incline 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 meeting me when I thrust forward as I adjusted my tallness in search of her G-spot. Marie trembled when I found it, telling me,"That's just right, Saint George. 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 possess noticed for sure Marie's orgasmic cloud nine. Finally, she lay still, floating easily in the water until she raised her head."What about you, George ? I want you to cum, you know."

"Marie,"I said quietly,"you just did look at tutelage 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 cooler. I think we should get back into the boat and dry off."We swam together to the sauceboat, lowered the unforgiving run, and climbed back aboard. We toweled each other dry, pulled the anchor and headed home.


CHAPTER 17

Tues cockcrow was a crystal top day with the temperature in the low fourscore, the sky Carolina blue, punctuated with the episodic fluffy cumulus cloud. Marie and I walked into Town vestibule for our permit at 9:05 exactly. The whole cognitive operation took us about forty minutes, mainly because we shared the Lapplander finis name. We had to signal affidavits stating that we were not blood congener. We returned home elated. Marie went succeeding threshold to visit with Brenda ; they were almost set even though we wouldn't have to leave for another four hours. The girls, she told me later, were all walking around with curlers in their hair. I thought that went out in the sixties, but what did I know about adult female's way or practices. Marie told Brenda that we would consider all of them out for dinner party that evening to celebrate. She was as nervous as a cat in a rocking chair storage when she returned dwelling house. I made her lie down and remain, but she refused unless I joined her. I lay on my rear and pulled Marie to me. Her headway was on my dresser, her arm across my soundbox, her leg over mine so her pussy pressed against my thigh. I kissed her brain, inhaling the fragrance of her hair as I massaged her neck. I could find her substance beat ease and soon it was back to normal. We rested there for more than an 60 minutes until Marie told me she had to pee, a face effect of her pregnancy. She told me it would get unsound as she neared to the full term.

We ate a leisurely tiffin and reviewed our vows—we decided to drop a line our own. Marie called Brenda just before we left. She laughed when she told me they were already at the Justice's Sir William Chambers. 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 uneasy. I leaned over, placed my hand on her arm and reminded her,"It's Marie who's getting married !"We shared a chortle and she seemed to relax a bit more. When the judge appeared we told him we had our own vows so he stepped back.

"Marie, there was a clock time when we were apart and it was the sour component part of my lifetime, blacker than I could throw imagined. When we got together again it was like the sun was born and I moved out into its warmness and Christ Within. Being with you is everything I could ever hold 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 moment of my day, you bring meaning to my life. will you marry me, love and treasure me, forever ?"

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

Then Marie continued,"George, I used to be a fainthearted mouse, afraid of my own dark, afraid of men and love. Then I met you and you gave me trust and persuasiveness with your love life. Your dear 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 run again. Please, George, will you marry and love me for the rest of my life ?"

Looking directly into Marie's beautiful reddish blue eyes, I replied,"I will, Marie, and longer. I will love and reward you forever."

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

"Don't just stand there. osculate your bride."I turned back to Marie and we kissed. It was the most stamp, most loving kiss yet. We broke it only when the Justice said,"I now pronounce you man and wife."We turned to leave and found Tracey bawling like a baby. Beyond her Stacey and Lacey joined her. I looked at Ray and he only shrugged as if to say,"Women !"

We drove menage to an impromptu party in the Benjamin Thompson'back yard. We removed our causa coats and loosened our tie-up as we sat on the lawn with a few beers and wine. Marie politely declined any alcoholic drink because of her maternity. It was a pleasant way to languish a few hours before we all headed out to dinner on Mr. and Mrs. Shaw—that was us and it had a marvelous strait !

We returned family around nine after a wonderful Italian meal at a premier eatery just up the road in Ocean islet. I stopped Marie in the garage, picking her up to carry her over the doorstep as newly married dyad have done for propagation. Marie laughed,"I used to be a lot lighter."

"I wouldn't have it any other way,"I replied as I kissed her all the way into the sleeping accommodation. I lay her gently on the bed, kneel, I slowly removed her vesture."I can't consider how beautiful you are, Marie. You're just as beautiful on the inside as you are on the Earth's surface, and that's naught less than spectacular."I kissed and massaged her fundament, losing my own clothes as I moved up her legs. Her thighs were like silk, incredibly diffuse and smooth. She had just trimmed her soft feathery bush so her labia seemed more pronounced, more puff up than they were, if possible. Marie was leaking pussy juice at an incredible charge per unit ; I leaned in to sample her ambrosia. It tasted so wonderful—sweet and musky, laden with the essence of her sexuality. Slowly I penetrated her wet velvet tunnel with my glossa. In a few seconds I began to tongue fuck her while I stimulated her clit with my upper teeth and digit. Marie gripped my head, her fingers deep in my hair as she pulled me into her kitty."Ohhhh…George…ohhhhh…ohhhhh…ahhhhh,"Marie gasped as her maiden orgasm took dominance of her. She trembled and shook as her body was coated in sudor. Finally, it passed and Marie's breathing became rich and more regular.

"I love you so much, Darling,"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 candy kiss. Her long tongue swirled in my sass, pulling my knife into hers, teasing me. I was hard from my oral exam effort on her hot cunt, but now, after being mercilessly teased by her tongue, my tool 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 medium underside of my erection into her wet slit. I groaned and groaned,"Please, Marie…please…fuck me. I need you so badly…now !"

"Of path, my love ; I live to fuck you. I love fucking you. Just lie there and let me work for you."She placed her manpower on my chest, leaned forward, and when she moved back I slid deeply into her hot wet pussy. Marie leaned forward, both to rub her clit into me and to snog me passionately, pushing her natural language into my back talk, wrapping it around mine in an expression of her beloved and lust. Breaking the kiss, Marie really went to mold on my putz, rocking furiously and bending my heavy shaft as she drove us to a spectacular orgasm. Faster and faster she went until we were both drenched in sweat, exhausted, but still in need of spillage. I could feel the familiar churning Begin in my balls."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 feel 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 make a motion. We fell asleep with Marie atop me, my shrinking dick just slipping from her kitty as cum drained onto my abdomen, stage, bollock, and ultimately, the mantle and sheets.

I woke to a hard mammilla being brushed over my lips. Keeping my heart closed I licked around her areola and mamilla before bringing it into my mouth to suckle. My hand found her other chest. I massaged and rubbed it roughly—urgently—until Marie moaned. She didn't speak former than to whisper how much she loved me. Then she lowered herself onto my daybreak Wood. Her warmth, as always, was incredible ; the density and adhesive friction of her kitty-cat on my turncock, awesome. She placed her feet on the mattress so she could stand up and fall on my cock. She lifted herself almost to the limit of my dick then fell back again. Over and over Marie fucked me until I could find a stirring in my loins. I reached up to rub and snarf her button ; Marie responded by throwing her school principal back and arching her spinal column. We came together—trembled together, rock together, and finally, collapsed together.

I rubbed Marie's back as she lay atop me, slightly tilted to one side because of her conceited belly."Is this what I have to search 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 former, dried each other, and, eventually, dressed, ready for our kickoff wide-cut day as a married distich. 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. We checked several locales on the internet before deciding on St. Augustine of Hippo, less than two days drive down in Florida. I booked a software system online and we spent about of the day getting fix. I checked our golf bags, made sure we had good deal of balls and glove, gassed up the X5. Marie packed the suitcases—golf apparel, bathing courtship, sun blocker, and even some semiformal turnout in shell we had the opportunity to go to a display, or maybe even a casino.

We rose too soon the following first light, stopped for a good breakfast at one of the many pancake houses in Vinca minor Beach then headed toward I-95 via Florence. We drove all day, finishing in Brunswick, Empire State of the South, to a lesser extent than thirty arcminute from the Florida border. We ate dinner in a barbeque eatery we both found delightful. The Interior was a hokey faux-western motif, but the nutrient was plentiful and cheap. I used the"Smokin'Hot"sauce ; Marie used something a lot milder—she was having sufficiency problems with heartburn as it was.

Marie had a difficult night, waking often to use the can, so I handled nearly of the driving the following day as we arrived in St. Augustine of Hippo in the too soon afternoon. We checked in and tried to account book a beat of golf game that good afternoon. Marie had rested all the way down from Peach State and was feeling much better. We booked at the King and Bear, a form at the earthly concern golf settlement designed by Benedict Arnold Palmer and Jack Nicklaus. We were paired with two men who laughed when they saw my very pregnant married woman footmark onto the initiatory tee. We introduced ourselves and teed off, Marie opting for the older men's tees rather than the fair sex's. I smoked my ride about 295 yards down the the right way middle while they hit about 210 and 220. Marie stroked her ball More than 225 yards, also down the middle. Their laughing ended immediately when Marie hit a wedge to within ten feet of the hole and putted out for a par ; I also had a par. Marie had two birdies and ten bogie. I had three birdie and five bogies, so when we finished Marie had shot a very hefty 80 ; I had a 74, only two diagonal over par. Our two critics scored in the mid-nineties. They invited us to join them for a deglutition and asked the obvious question of Marie—"You have a great game, how long have you been playing ?"Marie responded honestly,"George II introduced me to the plot about two calendar month ago. I really bask it—we shimmer three or four sentence a week, although not for too lots tenacious unfortunately."I thought the guys were going to choke on their beer—nobody plays that well after only a couple of calendar month, but Marie I had learned was a tremendous cancel athlete.

We had a marvellous 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 sea and even spent a day deep sea fishing. Yes, Marie out-fished me again, catching a sailfish and a Bull mahimahi while I got skunked, losing three fish near the gravy holder ! When we got back home plate Marie couldn't wait to tell the Thompson about the tripper, her great golfing, and how she beat me sportfishing. That Night as we made gear up 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 hold every sentence we went fishing."Of path, I was teasing her and she knew it, but, playing along, she began to pout until I pulled her into a hot buss. Breaking it I whispered,"You know I love eating your cunt. We don't need a cockamamy bet."I kissed her again and made my journey down to her tasty pussy. I made various detours, stopping at each pleasant-tasting breast where I licked my way around each bumpy areola and her arduous hot nipple. Next I kissed and licked her navel and all around her tumesce abdomen before moving between her peg. 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 rub down her breasts which were now at to the lowest degree a double-D and snarf her nipple. I licked Marie's slit, soaking up her juices on my clapper.

I had played with Marie so far, getting her hot, but ignoring her clit. From my vantage point I could see it poking from its bonnet, red and concentrated and engorged. I tongue fucked Marie, ramming my natural language deep into her hollow. Marie was panting, her breathing irregular, when I finally relented, taking her clit into my sass, sucking it between my dentition. She grabbed my head, almost pulling my hair out as her warmth overcame her. When I licked and sucked in gain to the aristocratical biting I had begun Marie exploded, bathing my face as she squirted several meter. I dropped her wooden leg and climbed up the bed to join her. I expected her to be drained—exhausted—from her sexual exertion, but, instead, she began to lap up and osculate her interjection from my face. We fell asleep shortly after.


CHAPTER 18

The summertime was uneventful. We continued to play golf almost until Labor Day when her doctor suggested she take it easy her final calendar month. We still fished several clip a week and I gladly ate her tasty pussy every time she beat me, which was often. We continued fucking right up until Labor Day weekend. We used cowgirl and bow-wow almost exclusively now—it was just so much loose with her belly enlarged to harbour not one but two baby. 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 in the ass. I pulled out immediately."Go ahead, George, it's not too bad. I can look at it."

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

Marie turned around and I could see the spirit of determination in her font,"Oh, yeah ? Even if we can't shag we can still do other stuff, can't we ? I'm going to take away care of you one way or the other."She pulled me up onto the bed, flipped me on my back, and engulfed my tool into her hot wet mouth. Using her mouth and tongue she fucked me to a spectacular orgasm. It was all she could do to withdraw my entire lode.

Tuesday, Sept 8th, was a day I'll never forget. I played golf with a men's league at a nearby golf club. I eagled their famous 679-yard par six with a 300-yard driving, a 230-yard fairway club, and a lob torpedo to within fifteen feet of the maw. It was a recollective straining putting with a double breaking. The ball died just as it fell into the golf hole. I couldn't wait to tell Marie ! I joined my young man golfers for dejeuner 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 solution. I looked in the living room and bedchamber for her before checking the elbow room we'd set up for our twins—still no Marie. I returned toward the kitchen. My eyes went big as saucers, my heart in my throat—Marie lay on the floor in a small pool of line of descent."MARIE !, I shouted. I checked her pulse—it was regular but washy. I grabbed the sound and called 911. While I waited for an answer I opened the gate and the garage threshold with my remote. I sat on the floor to cradle Marie's head in my lap. The emergency hustler took my information as I tried unsuccessfully to remain calm.

After breaking the connection I phoned her doctor who told me to deliver her taken to Vinca minor Beach's Grand Strand hospital where she'd sports meeting us. Finally, after what seemed to be an interminable wait, I could hear Delilah approach. The first was a Sheriff's deputy sheriff. For some reason I pushed my security remote after he gave me a funny remark look. It proved to be a well decision. He shoved me out of the way which I wouldn't have minded if he did anything to assist Marie, but he didn't. He just waited for several minutes 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 Vinca minor Beach, and they left immediately. I went to fall out but was detained by the deputy sheriff. Shortly thereafter, two police detective entered and began interrogating me—a suspect in a domesticated vilification caseful ! I patiently explained what had happened, even showing them my pro shop reception and a gas receipt from a leverage I'd made on the way home. No matter what I said, no matter 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 hell off my place. If you arrest me be prepared to deal with my attorney. I have plenty of money and I can give the good lawyer in the state."The detective's response was to punch me in the stomach.

"Listen, mother fucker, there's nix you can do. We're in control here, not you. Who would believe you, anyway ? It would just be your give-and-take against ours—two highly respected officer of the law."

"You think so ? My word against yours ? hypothesis again—this whole episode is on video, so who's the asshole now ? See these little cameras 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 company has the evidence and the exclusively way you'll ever get it is with my permission, and that's never going to happen."I got up and walked out the doorway. On the way I yelled,"I'm setting the alarm now. If you don't get out in one minute the warning device will go to the Sheriff's office. Then you can explain why you're in my vacuous house."I jumped into the Porsche and took off. It was all I could do to hold on under the velocity limit. I got to the hospital in just over forty moment.

running play into the parking brake elbow 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 respective hours. I couldn't believe that I had been brought back from the dead for this. Was this person's idea of a sick joke ? Eventually, more than two hr later, Dr. Jonnson found me."You can loosen, Mr. Shaw, everything is OK."I thought I'd flop so I put my script against the wall to calm myself."Marie,"the physician continued,"is in room 227. She's going to be fine. I had to get hold of the sister by cesarean to economise them as well as your married woman. They're in incubator but they're healthy and should be out in about two calendar week once we have their body weight up within convention parameters. Marie will be unconscious for a few hr yet so you may want to get something to eat."

"If it's all the Lapp to you, doctor, I want to be with her."Dr. Jonnson pointed me in the direction of her room. I found Marie with a bunch of tube-shaped structure in her and monitors tracking her vital organ. I took a professorship, sat down, and prayed. I sat there well into the Nox when Marie stirred slightly. I took her hand, kissing and stroking it gently. She didn't undefendable her eyes but I would let sworn she squeezed me back. I prayed some more. Finally, around eleven Marie opened her eyes, turned her head, and smiled at me weakly. I kissed her hand again and pulled the cord for the nursemaid. 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 verbalize for a few minute of arc, but that's all. I want you to get some more rest."

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

I kissed Marie's brow as I explained."Dr. Jonnson had to take them by C-section so your abdomen will be sore for a patch. They're in brooder and will be, she says, for about two weeks until she's sure they can get themselves. You're all going to be just fine."

"Did I hear some cops at the theater ? I thought I heard someone giving you a strong time."

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

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

"Yes, I know and now that you're OK you can tell them. The number one deputy gave me a funny, kind of an accusatory, look when he came in. I turned on the alarm system's TV. The detectives got a little rough with me, even threatening me, but all that will be on platter. I'm going to contact an attorney about suing and maybe prosecuting them. Idiots like that don't belong on a police force. But, right now I don't want you getting too excited. Go back to sleep and I'll visit our nestling. Then I'll come back so I'll be with you when you wake up."

"What sentence is it now, George ?"

"Just a little after eleven, so go to sleep."I kissed her frontal bone again and turned to forget, but Marie held my hand.

"George IV, if I know you there's null in your stomach. You haven't eaten any dinner, have you ?"When I shook my head she continued,"It won't do any of us any skilful if you get sick, will it ?"I shook my head again, but before I could allow for Marie pulled me down for a candy kiss."I love you, George III,"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 solitary thing I could find open at that hour was a Wendy's a couple of stat mi away. I ordered at the effort through window then parked in the lot to eat as quickly as I could. I knew deep within myself that there was no reason to rush but I couldn't help myself—I had to get back to the hospital ! I finished off the burger and took off, eating the rest of the nestling and drink as I drove. The traffic was light at that 60 minutes but I stayed under the boundary all the way. It was only lxx two pulley block but it seemed an eternity. I was relieved when I finally parked in the lot and jogged back into the hollow lobby. A security guard tried to end me but I told him I still had two Gemini to see. He smiled and pointed me toward the nursery. I stood outside, staring at the two occupied brooder. Even at this hour there was a nursemaid on duty. I was incredibly thankful. I thought I had just found another worthwhile charity for my money. From what I could see my children's heartbeat and respiration rates were gamy than pattern but habitue. I was relieved to see them, but—damn—they were flyspeck !

I waved at the nurse and she walked over to the windowpane, asking through paw sign which one was mine. I traced letters backwards on the window—S…H…A…W. She lit up and walked straight to the incubators. I nodded"yes."She replied by giving me a Brobdingnagian smile and flashing the"OK"sign. I blew her a kiss as a way of telling her"thanks."I returned to Marie.

I sat in the uncomfortable plastic chair all night. I was glad it was so uncomfortable—it kept me awake the total time. Marie stirred just after eight ; I could see she was in pain, no doubt from her incision. I called for the nanny as I leaned over to hug and osculate my passion. For the first fourth dimension in the past times two 24-hour interval she was able-bodied to osculate me back. It wasn't much of a kiss, but it didn't have to be. We already knew that we loved each other. I anticipated her when I pulled back."I saw our babies early this daybreak. 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 police detective I will never know. I excused myself, walked past them, and laughed,"good luck, you're going to call for it. My wife can be a tiger when she's aroused."

They were in the elbow room less than ten min and when they left they walked powerful past me without saying a give-and-take. They may get been finished with me, but I definitely wasn't finished with them—not by a longsighted shooting !

Marie recovered quickly ; she was young and hefty and strong. Just after noon the staff allowed her to confabulate our children. We were given gowns and operative masks as well as cover charge for my shoe. We couldn't take the baby from the incubator, but we did get a not bad up-close face. Marie did agree—they were lilliputian !

When we returned to her elbow room Marie was helped back into the bed."Well, George V, I guess we should come up with some names, don't you ?"I nodded and we talked for almost an hour when I could see she was tired. We agreed on Saint Matthew the Apostle and Sandra, just two epithet we liked. I had no family that I knew of and almost all of hers were dead so we had no alfresco 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 St. George anyway. I wanted Marie to sleep and she agreed on the experimental condition that I go home and do the same. Reluctantly, I agreed.

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

An hour later I took a call from Raleigh, the country Capital. It was the senior partner of a John R. Major law firm—a real grueling striker. We spoke for almost an hr ; I retained him and forwarded the telecasting to him for review. Several solar day later he called again. We definitely had both a strong civil and outlaw case. I told him to do whatever was necessary.

Marie came home three days later. I had to help her into the sign of the zodiac and I made her hope not to filter out 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 cover so she'd be tender and gave her a big money of magazines. When I asked if she wanted something to imbibe 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, Mr Shaw—over here now,"she said pointing to a spot adjacent to her. I sat and she took my script."Remember,"she continued,"I'm not bring in of deoxyephedrine ; I'm not going to break. I've been sitting in that damned infirmary 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 long and sweet and tender. She wrapped her long tongue around mine. Marie stroked my cheek as we kissed, so I reached around her to gently pull her closer."That's the approximation,"she whispered as she placed my deal on her tit. I slowly massaged her, loving the increased size and weight of her wonderful mammary. She pushed my head down to her swollen nipple, urging me to breastfeed. Her warm Milk River trickled into my mouth."They gave me a boob pump with instruction to use it three or four times a day, but I had a ripe idea ! Wouldn't you agree ?


CHAPTER 21

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

Five twenty-four hours after returning domicile I took Marie to Dr. Jonnson's office 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 course, I laughed that off. I know you'd never do anything to anguish me. But I need to sense you within me—it makes me feel 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 putz against her dent. I got hard in a world record clip. Grasping me firmly she pulled me into her ; I stayed perfectly still—OK, not"PERFECTLY stillness ;"I just moved a tiny bit, enough to stimulate her. When she moaned several meter and moved against me I knew for sure she was going to be just fine.

My attorney had, over the past week taken the video of the police detective along with Marie's deposition to the state constabulary. He told me they were extremely interested in prosecuting the case—there was a foresighted history of complaint against the Sheriff and his staff. He also filed a twenty million clam law suit against the county and the Sheriff's situation. Thus, I was surprised when I answered a call from the gate announcing a visit from the man himself—the Sheriff had come to call. I turned on the TV system just before opening the door.

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

"Bad affair can happen. You know, we're always looking for drug dealers and that take to car of yours can attract 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 little child once they come rest home from the infirmary -- just a piddling something for you to think about. I take real practiced care of my boys 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 call from the logic gate. He identified himself as a lieutenant from the state of matter police. He showed his ID and I buzzed him in.

Unlike my visit 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 clip the display finished. I gave him a copy DVD, telling him the original was for my attorney. Three days later all three, the Sheriff and the two imbecile detectives, were arrested on a long list of tutelage. It turned out that they were all under investigation for a motley of armorial bearing including corruptness, graft, theft, spectator intimidation, and more things than I can list here. A workweek later the county attorney contacted my lawyer about settling the suit. The following morning Marie and I brought our two kid home. All was well in the world.


THE END