I initially wrote and posted this, the final theatrical role of this narrative, several years ago, but it seems to have gone missing. A reader pointed that out to me, asking me to repost. I do n't think of this as my best story, but it is in force if you like mushy romantic sex and lots of it. Parts 1 and 2 can be found in my list of narrative. The easy way to do that is to penetrate on `` generator 's listing '' and then to fall into place on `` number of account. '' I 'm about the 10th one from the top of the list. Thanks for reading. Sr. Longo


CHAPTER 14

I had proposed to Marie, my four month meaning fan, at the beach on Sabbatum of Memorial Day weekend. I had a little help—an ad banner -- pulled by a planer -- that said in expectant red majuscule,"MARIE WILL YOU MARRY ME ?"Marie looked at the banner for almost xxx secondment before turning to see at me. Then she looked back at the banner and when she turned back to me again I was on one stifle in the time-honored proposal pose. When Marie kissed me I produced a box with her ring, a 2.5 carat solitaire in a Pt setting. We were both shaking like nervous kids on their first date as I placed it on her hired man. All this had been observed by a great group of"golf game widows"-women left alone by husbands gone to diddle golf.

They quickly surrounded us, hugging and kissing Marie and congratulating me, while they admired her ring and commented on her pregnancy. Naturally, the crowd attracted others in the area and soon we were surrounded by Sir Thomas More than fifty well-wishers. We finally escaped when I grabbed Marie's hired man and led her to the water. Being early in the season it was cold by local standard, but the waves were small due to a guts bar perhaps five hundred cubic yard out and an offshore breeze from the northwest. Marie exclaimed how cold the water supply was, but she never let go of my bridge player or turned back to shore. When we were chest deep we held each other close."I love you,"I told her. In response she pulled me in for a hot kiss punctuated by an episodic salty intrusion from a passing undulation. Marie laughed into my back talk the first time it happened, but she kept her recollective solid tongue wrapped around mine.

I was concentrating on the osculation so I didn't immediately recognize her script running up the leg of my courtship. Marie giggled into the kiss when she took my manhood into her hand."I thought cold water was supposed to build it shrink. Why are you so big and backbreaking, 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 jerk me off or do it me here in front end of hundreds of masses ?"

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

We walked up the beach handwriting in hired man. Back at our chairs 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 conglomerate our chairs, umbrella, and cooler and, with a wave to the radical of womanhood, we were gone. I had barely started the car when Marie had her helping hand up the leg of my swimsuit again."I thought you were going to waitress until we got base for this."

"Can't…need some of it now…just don't have an accident,"Marie gasped as she pulled my rock-hard prick free. Leaning across the console Marie swallowed me in a single swig. Her natural language ran roundabout around my helmet before licking up and down my shaft."Mmmm, a little saltier than normal, but just as yummy…I dear sucking on your pecker, George."She attacked it with renewed vitality and vigor as her oral sex 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 the SUV in the heart of the lane. I pulled to the position of the highway just before cumming late into Marie's pharynx. It proved a good relocation as I saw a police car a few hundred yards behind me. Being pulled over for erratic drive from Marie's mouth would ingest been the in conclusion affair I'd need. I shuddered various prison term just before spewing hot cum into her mouth and throat. Using that delightful knife she wiped me clean, tucked me back into my suit and resumed her seat following to me, seemingly the model of decorum.

When I drove into our driveway we noticed our neighbors—Ray and Brenda Benjamin Thompson and their three girls—in their back yard. The Thompson are great people, but when it came to naming their daughter they clearly weren't very creative. Brenda is tall—about five fundament ten and tenuous ; Ray isn't a great deal taller but goes at to the lowest degree 240 pounds. Fortunately, the missy all take after Brenda. Tracey, 18, just graduated from our local anaesthetic senior high school. She is the mirror epitome of her mom, except with slightly larger titty, 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 11th course. think it or not, she came on to me, too, jumping into my lap at a St. Patrick's Day party and grinding her ass into my cock while looking into my eye and smiling at me at the same metre. She's about five metrical unit seven, rail thin with A-cups, but quite the hot looking little package who flirts openly with anyone carrying a gumshoe in their pants regardless of their age. Finally, was Lacey, 14, the biggest flirt of all, and only in one-ninth grade. All three girls were born in mid-December which must have got meant that Brenda attended some groundless St. Pat's party when she was younger.

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

"Yep,"replied Marie, hiding her hired hand and anchor ring. ‘ George wanted to go and I'm really glad I did. We saw one of those planes pulling a banner and you'll never guess what it said."I looked at Brenda and the girls ; I could see that they were paying cheeseparing attention. Marie ended the suspense by jumping up and down as she yelled,"Marie will you conjoin me ?"She whipped her hired hand from behind her back to evidence her doughnut. Now there is no risky tidy sum than seeing five female jumping up and down in jubilation 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 totally fellowship before you got around to it."He gave me a playful punch in the shoulder before grinning ear to ear and pumping my hand with his congratulations.

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

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

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

"Can we occur ?"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 demand a maidservant of honor. concerned ?"Now they began jumping anew. I thought they'd never stop so I grabbed Marie saying we needed a shower and we'd be back. I brought her hurriedly into our house. I stripped Marie out of her wet suit and I joined her in the shower. In our turmoil the wet suits 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 water. I took the liquid ecstasy, rubbing it over Marie's perfect skin. I washed her back and butt impudence before running my finger's breadth up and down her crack."This is really important,"I told her seriously,"We wouldn't want any gumption getting in the wrong places, would we ?"Marie looked up at me, nodding as though I were really serious.

"I think I want my ass to be unloose of any sand right now, especially if I get to use it the way I'm thinking. Use plenty of easy lay on my motherfucker, George V. Then let's wash your cock really well, too."I knew when to follow directions so I soaped up Marie's fine butt hole then moved it to my cock. I turned to see Marie deform over and seize her ankle."Go ahead, George, I'm not going to divulge, you know."

Marie braced herself against the exhibitor wall as I stepped behind her, my rock hard shaft poised at her anus. I soaped again—both organs—and pushed. Slowly my cock forced its way into her tight shadow cavern. Once in Marie pushed back against my intrusion. Her tight sphincter gripped my cock like vise-like fingers squeezing and constricting my organ. The resistance was unbelievable, so loaded the loose skin on my rooster remained stationary in the substantial circular muscle, with only the hard tissue within actually moving as Marie drove me to an incredible orgasm."Fuck me, George. nookie me harder,"Marie pleaded as she met my every driving force with one of her own. So wrapped was Marie on making me cum she barely noticed when I reached under her to rub and top her clit, but she found out quickly enough when my fingerbreadth touched her hard hot little push. I used my nails to irritate it while I rammed two finger's breadth into her slit in search of her G-spot. I knew I was getting close—the only rationality I hadn't cum yet was Marie's wonderful blowjob less than an hour ago. I felt her ass Begin to spasm as her kitty clenched around my fingers ; her orgasm was coming on solid. Marie's consistency was going through a series 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 semen jetted deep into her bowel. Marie began to prostration as my orgasm continued ; I held her up until I was too exhausted to continue. I eased her down to sit in my lap, my hammer still in her ass, the hot water still cascading over our consistence.


CHAPTER 15

We sat there together for what seemed an hour as we recovered."Damn, George I, that was some incredible orgasm,"Marie finally said when she had recovered. My stopcock had softened at endure and slipped out of her beautiful ass. Cum drained all over my legs. I struggled to my foundation, pulling Marie up with me as we finally finished our shower. I dried Marie lovingly, taking time to pat dry every piece of her luscious organic structure, before drying myself. Marie pointed to the clock—we should have been back at the Thompson's by now so we dressed hurriedly, Marie tying her moist hair into a ponytail as we walked out the door.

Ray and Brenda greeted us warmly once again and the girl all wanted more details on the proposal. Ray, in his usual sarcastic manner commented on the length of our shower."Geez, forty-five minutes for two showers—you must have some hot piss 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,"45 minutes—one shower bath, Ray !"I took a beer and walked away leaving him to get out his own conclusions.

It was almost time for dinner so we all had to dedicate Ray our orders ; the adults all had burgers, the girls, hot dogs. There was also a delightful tossed green salad, some homemade potato salad, and coleslaw. We enjoyed the food and the party and the conversation. It was amusing to take heed to the girls fantasize about our approaching wedding ceremony ; it was not amusing, however, when Stacey ran her hand up my leg shortly after dinner. We said our good-bye shortly before nine pleading exhaustion from our day at the beach. The only veto came just after dinner when Marie withdrew from the conversation.

Her humour continued at home as we undressed, showered again, and made our way to bed, naked as usual. I lay on my left slope with Marie spooned in forepart of me. I put my arm over her, pulling her even closer. I loved the touch modality of Marie's tegument and experiencing it from question to toe was something I looked forward to every Nox. We lay in muteness for almost XXX bit when I heard the nude whisper,"Are you awake, George ?"

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

"Good…because I have to sing to you. It's of import ; it's taken me all day to progress up the nerve."

"Wow,"I whispered back as I lifted her right on leg over mine, placing it behind my physical structure."That must be of import. What is it, Marie ?"

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

"Don't vexation, Darling, I can multitask—fucking you with my turncock and listening with my ears."I made my initial thrust, 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 proceed perfectly still."This was a promise I knew was unsufferable to keep.

"George V, 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 time for me to confess.

"Marie, I have a confession, too…I know all about it."Marie stopped crying and jerked her head around to take care at me."When I met you at your flat you gave me the mental picture you were a trifle cleaning lady. Just the opponent is reliable, isn't it ?"

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

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

"Yes, George V, but the substantial me is timid, meek, and shy."I took her principal in my workforce as I resumed fucking her,"Ooohhh…George…that feels so unspoilt. I love when you fuck me."

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

"Umm…no, George VI. Ohhhhhhhh…."

"have you been meek or shy ?"

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

"Yes, it does feel wonderful, but to stay -- why are people modest, timid, or shy, Marie ?"

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

"right wing, 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 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 full clip. There was no reason to tell 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 kitty. I knew when I did that there was a luck you'd become pregnant and I did it anyway—willingly…eagerly ! It might have been a problem if you had used your pregnancy to play a trick on me into marrying you, but you sent me away -- retrieve ? I made the conclusion to amount back and I haven't regretted that for even a second. I had a intuition you were fraught. That's why I asked you about it and sleep with what ? I am thrilled—ecstatic—about it. I can't wait to marry you. Now can we break off all this talking and get back to the fucking ?"

Marie obviously agreed. She pushed me over onto my spine so she'd be in reverse cowgirl on my cock. Planting her fundament on the bed Marie began to work me, bending my cock in her tight burrow. Faster and faster she forced my cock into and out of her cunt. She was working hard for me and I wanted to help oneself her. I reached around with both limb so I could attack her steaming button with both hands. Marie groaned as I massaged her clit with my fingers. I couldn't reserve back and neither could she. Our discourse had been a katharsis for her, lifting a weight unit, even though it was an imaginary one, from her shoulders. Marie arched her backrest before falling onto my dresser, her orgasm sending shockwaves through her physical structure. As Marie fell onto me I shot one river of cum after another into her. My thrust ejected semen 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 other. I kissed her cheek tenderly."Now, Marie, I will forgive all your ‘ transgressions'on one condition—that you never again let something get so unplayful without telling me what's on your mind, and, in take, I promise the same to you. Is it a flock ?"

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

"Marie, I'm the favourable one here. On a plate of one to ten you have to be at least a fifteen. You're beautiful, sexy, intelligent, and more than incredibly, you actually be intimate me. Let's face it—on that Saame exfoliation I'm probably no Thomas More than a five or six."

"Now it's my turn to bawl out. There's much more to a somebody than good looks, although in my vox populi you're far more than adequate in that department. I consider myself favorable to have got you, but in the interest of preserving our human relationship I will grant that we're both very lucky. Now let me clean your prick for you then we'll get some eternal rest. Marie pushed me onto my back to lick my cock clean. Her long clapper circled my helmet before moving down to my ray. She licked up from the fundament cleansing me with every stroke, but she had another core, too. Every time her tongue touched me I got harder and harder. When she finished I could just make out the lambency in her reddish blue heart."George II, just look 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, awful person, Marie Shaw. I can hardly look until we're married so you'll break all this ugly fucking and let me get some sleep."

Marie laughed and laughed,"George I, I'm never going to stop screwing you. You'd ripe get into the habit of taking a nap in the afternoon, although I may eff 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 osculate me she whispered,"St. George, I'll never tire of this smell, of you filling me and stretching my snatch bulwark. You make my whole body tingle—and then it gets so much better."Her clapper penetrated my mouth, wrapping itself around mine as she began to rock. My erection felt like it was granite, yet she bent it like a garden hosepipe. Her friction was acute as she moved us to mutual nirvana. Marie worked like a woman possessed. Our bodies were covered in effort ; our tack were a quite a little. Even though I had cum only bit ago I wasn't going to conclusion recollective under Marie's onslaught—and neither was she. Her ventilation had changed ; it was shallow and rapid, her eye were vitreous. I'd never seen a woman ass like Marie was fucking. She reminded me of a male dog on his kick until she suddenly exploded in a knock-down climax that shook her body like a leaf in a hurricane. Marie screamed at the top of her lungs as the orgasm ruled over her. Her reaction was all it took for me to cum my one-fourth sentence in just a few 60 minutes. It wasn't as powerful 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 wonderful pussy only to have it run back down onto me. When she collapsed on my chest I held her close, smothering her look in 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 tack and blankets, and climbed in to fall asleep in second, Marie's physical structure draped over mine.


CHAPTER 16

Not surprisingly we slept in the accompany morning, not waking until almost ten. Marie insisted on a long tongue-laden osculation which I welcomed despite my morning breathing place, something that Marie had oddly never objected to. We rose, relieved ourselves, and retired to the screenland porch for a continental breakfast of juice, umber, English muffins, butter and jam. We sat there raw, enjoying the warm weather and the light piece of cake until we heard Brenda calling us.

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

"Thanks for your vexation, Brenda,"Marie replied."I was feeling a little off last night—the inflammation of the day, perhaps, but George IV put me to bed last Night and took real number trade good care of me so I got a dandy Night's sleep and I feel wonderful today. In fact, I was going to ask George to hold me fishing later."We chatted for a while before Brenda excused herself."I really would like to go fishing, George. Can we ?"

I pulled up my laptop to break the tide. We would fish for flounder by drifting in the inlet and the near clip for that would begin two hour before gamey tide and end two after. The lunar time period was projected for 4:13 p.m. in the recess so we had mint of time to prepare. I suggested we leave the dock around 1:30 so we'd be on post by 2:00. All I had to do was check the minnow traps at the end of the docking facility. We threw on drawers and t-shirts and walked down the wharf. I had two traps here for capturing mud minnows—prime bait for flounder ( fluke for you from the nor'-east ). I found several 12 healthy specimens so we'd have stack. I returned to Marie on the Bench intent on returning to the house. Marie patted the bum so I joined her as she put her hired man to the rear of my head, pulling me into a foresightful pinnace and loving osculation. She broke the snog respective minutes later, mouthing the words,"Thank you."My reply was simple—I pulled her back into another farsighted marvellous kiss.

We returned to the house later than I had planned, but was I complaining ? No way ! I went to the garage for our perch and fishing rig. I put a sinker and hook on each rod. I planned to play four—the more origin in the water the better our prospect of actually catching something, although we'd have a undecomposed meter together even if we didn't. I loaded everything into the boat, checked the gas, made sure the drain cud was in place, and put about three 12 mud minnows into the live well with five Imperial gallon of urine. I lowered the hoist so the boat was in the pee just as Marie arrived with our ice chest with drinks and sandwiches for our dinner. On an pulsation we returned to the house for our swimming suits—just in case the fishing was really dense. We left for the inlet only XV minutes behind schedule.

The conditions conditions were almost ideal—low but consistent winds. There were a lot of boats in the domain, but most of them were parked along Bird Island just as ours was on our maiden trip here. I drove us almost two-thirds of the way out by the jetty before starting our initiative drift. I used my profundity finder to keep racecourse of the bottom, something I found useful although Marie thought it silly."Just put your bait in the water and pray—that's my doctrine,"she'd told me almost every fourth dimension we fished. Unfortunately, she usually caught more and bigger fish than I did so there was no convincing her that skill had played a contribution in her luck. Today proved to be no exception. We had drifted for less than five minutes when she got the first base hit. Marie played the fish patiently before setting the hook trench. I watched her rod crimp almost in two, anticipating a really big one. I was surprised when she pulled up a useless skate. I hated these ugly fish whose only purpose on earth seemed to be stealing the bait of pitiable fisherman. Using my pliers I twisted the sweetener innocent allowing the homely critter to fall back into the H2O. I re-baited Marie's hook ; she had it back into the piss in seconds.

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

"All right, define best and what interest ?"

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

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

"OK, more keeper and achiever gets a cock sucking from the loser."I had to laugh—how could I lose ?

"You have a bet !"I leaned in to varnish it with a tenacious hot kiss. I broke it a present moment later to react to a solid strike on my rod. I waited five endorsement to set the sweetener before I slowly pulled in a big flounder—a four pounder that had pulled my drag several multiplication before exhausting itself in my net. Three to a greater extent times 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 firmly bang. She played the fish for almost ten minutes 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 hammering 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 perch, released the remaining mud minnows, and headed for shore to enjoy our dinner. I anchored in about eight pes of water on the shelter side of the island. I hosed down the boat, removing any blood or slime while Marie retrieved our sandwiches, some pickles, and two butt of gingerroot ale. In gain to alcohol, Marie was told to limit her intake of caffeine—one cup of coffee daily was her limit.

I enjoyed my sandwich immensely ; something about eating on the water system always gave me a bully appetite, but I was looking forward to dessert even more. Marie had just finished her dinner when she fell to the deck."Time for my afters and your reward. estimable sportfishing, my love."She reached carefully for my cock which had hardened dramatically in the preceding few seconds. It pulsed with every blink of an eye in the subject air. Marie leaned in to teasingly lap up the pre-cum from my tip, maintaining eye touch every second. Her violet middle shone like whiz in the nighttime as she swallowed my manhood is a unity gulp—all eight-plus inches disappearing into her throat in a disconnected second. She backed off for a irregular, smiling as she told me,"I'm sword lily I lost the bet, George, but I have another confession—I spent half the fourth dimension fishing without bait. I wanted to lose ; I wanted to imbibe your cock, but, more than that, I wanted to do it here, in the spread, where there is a hazard of being discovered and seen."

Then she went to work on me. Oh, did she go to solve on me ! She inhaled my cock, sucking me like a vacuum cleaner uncontaminating. I could see the indention in her cheeks as I slid into her mouth. My dick popped from the sucking when she released me. All the while that magnificent clapper was washing me from tip to base. I tensed—pre-ejaculatory—and fired river after river of white hot cum into her mouth. After the first three she removed me so her chest could receive the final exam clap. She rubbed the viscous fluid all over the crest of her house breasts. It was a sight to make me want to cum again—if only it was possible ! Wait until we got home tonight !

Marie rose, ripped off her gravy boat horseshoe, and dove over the side of meat. Even almost five months fraught she was lithe and athletic. 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 puss. I pulled her suit aside, probing her cunt with my finger's breadth while she untied my torso, pulled them down, and stroked me rapidly to my full hardness. She broke the kiss, surfaced, and lay back to float, making her pussy fully approachable to my raging hard-on. All I had to do was pull her close to me and I slid straight into her clenching cunt. Her lightness in the water made for some new and fantastic sensations. I wrapped her branch 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 group meeting me when I thrust forward as I adjusted my meridian 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 consume noticed for sure Marie's orgasmic blissfulness. Finally, she lay still, floating easily in the water until she raised her head."What about you, George I ? I want you to cum, you know."

"Marie,"I said quietly,"you just did take maintenance 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 sauceboat and dry off."We swam together to the boat, lowered the austere ravel, and climbed back aboard. We toweled each other dry, pulled the anchorman and headed home.


CHAPTER 17

Tuesday break of the day was a quartz glass clear day with the temperature in the low eighties, the sky Carolina amobarbital sodium, punctuated with the occasional fluffy cumulus cloud. Marie and I walked into townsfolk Hall for our license at 9:05 exactly. The whole procedure took us about forty minutes, mainly because we shared the same last figure. We had to sign affidavits stating that we were not blood relative. We returned home elated. Marie went future room access to natter with Brenda ; they were almost ready even though we wouldn't have to leave for another four hours. The girls, she told me later, were all walking around with roller in their hair. I thought that went out in the mid-sixties, but what did I know about women's fashions or praxis. Marie told Brenda that we would take away all of them out for dinner party that evening to lionize. She was as aflutter as a cat in a rocking chair fund when she returned household. I made her lie down and pillow, but she refused unless I joined her. I lay on my spine and pulled Marie to me. Her headway was on my chest, her arm across my body, her leg over mine so her slit pressed against my second joint. I kissed her point, inhaling the fragrancy of her pilus as I massaged her cervix. I could feel her nub beat ease and soon it was back to normal. We rested there for more than an hour until Marie told me she had to pee, a side effect of her gestation. She told me it would get spoiled as she neared full moon term.

We ate a easygoing dejeuner and reviewed our vows—we decided to write our own. Marie called Brenda just before we left. She laughed when she told me they were already at the justice's chambers. We joined them fifteen minute of arc later, walked in hand-in-hand, and waited until three o'clock. We were invited in only five min after. Standing before the DoJ it was pretty obvious that Tracey was terribly flighty. I leaned over, placed my hand on her arm and reminded her,"It's Marie who's getting married !"We shared a chuckle and she seemed to relax a bit more. When the DoJ 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 function 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 warmheartedness and light. Being with you is everything I could ever cause 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 bit of my day, you bring meaning to my life. Will you marry me, love and cherish me, forever ?"

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

Then Marie continued,"George, I used to be a cautious black eye, afraid of my own shadow, afraid of men and erotic love. Then I met you and you gave me confidence and strength with your love. Your sexual love has made me the char I always dreamed of becoming. Like you, I suffered terribly when we were apart. That's something I could not brook again. Please, George V, will you hook up with and make out 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 bonk and honor you forever."

Ray handed me the mob. I placed Marie's—a atomic number 78 band with twenty channel set baseball field -- on her finger. Neither of us was shaking or aflutter. Marie took my ring—a platinum circle with a single channel set adamant -- and without breaking our eye contact placed it on my digit. We squeezed hands before breaking contact. We turned and faced the Justice.

"Don't just stand there. Kiss your bride."I turned back to Marie and we kissed. It was the most tender, most sleep together kiss yet. We broke it only when the Justice Department 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,"charwoman !"

We drove plate to an impromptu political 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-colored. Marie politely declined any alcohol because of her pregnancy. It was a pleasant way to rot a few hours before we all headed out to dinner on Mr. and Mrs. Shaw—that was us and it had a grand speech sound !

We returned home 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 doorsill as newly married couples have done for generations. 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 bedroom. I lay her gently on the bed, Kneeling, I slowly removed her vesture."I can't believe how beautiful you are, Marie. You're just as beautiful on the interior as you are on the surface, and that's nothing LE than spectacular."I kissed and massaged her invertebrate foot, losing my own clothes as I moved up her legs. Her thighs were like silk, incredibly soft and suave. She had just trimmed her soft feathery bush so her labia seemed more pronounced, more swollen than they were, if possible. Marie was leaking pussy succus at an incredible rate ; I leaned in to try her nectar. It tasted so wonderful—sweet and musky, load up with the gist of her sexuality. Slowly I penetrated her wet velvet tunnel with my tongue. In a few bit I began to tongue get it on her while I stimulated her clit with my pep pill teeth and finger's breadth. Marie gripped my brain, her finger deep in my hair as she pulled me into her pussycat."Ohhhh…George…ohhhhh…ohhhhh…ahhhhh,"Marie gasped as her starting time orgasm took control of her. She trembled and shook as her body was coated in swither. Finally, it passed and Marie's breathing became mysterious and to a greater extent regular.

"I love you so much, favourite,"I whispered in her ear as I pushed her fully on to the bed and joined her. Marie pulled me into a yearn deep and loving buss. Her recollective tongue swirled in my mouth, pulling my tongue into hers, teasing me. I was hard from my oral elbow grease on her hot cunt, but now, after being mercilessly teased by her clapper, my cock was throbbing with every New York minute. 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 sore underside of my hard-on into her wet twat. I groaned and groaned,"Please, Marie…please…fuck me. I need you so badly…now !"

"Of course, my love ; I live to fuck you. I love fucking you. Just lie there and let me work for you."She placed her hired man 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 button into me and to kiss me passionately, pushing her lingua into my mouth, wrapping it around mine in an expression of her love and lust. Breaking the osculation, Marie really went to do work on my cock, rocking furiously and bending my toilsome putz as she drove us to a salient climax. Faster and debauched she went until we were both drenched in sweat, exhausted, but still in need of dismission. 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 act. We fell asleep with Marie atop me, my shrinking stopcock just slipping from her pussycat as cum drained onto my venter, legs, balls, and ultimately, the mantle and canvas.

I woke to a hard tit being brushed over my sassing. Keeping my eyes closed I licked around her areola and nipple before bringing it into my mouth to suckle. My hand found her former breast. 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 sunrise Wood. Her hotness, as always, was incredible ; the tightness and grip of her slit on my cock, awesome. She placed her feet on the mattress so she could rise 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 lumbus. I reached up to rub and nip 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 because of her well up belly."Is this what I have to look forward to as a marital man ?"

"Absolutely—at least, I hope so !"We laughed together, kissed, and headed for the shower where we cleansed each other, dried each early, and, eventually, dressed, fix for our first wide day as a married couple. Over breakfast I asked Marie if she would like to go on a trip while she still could. She agreed enthusiastically, adding she'd like a golf misstep. We checked respective locales on the internet before deciding on St. Saint Augustine, less than two solar day drive down in Florida. I booked a software system online and we spent to the highest degree of the day getting ready. I checked our golf bags, made sure we had good deal of balls and baseball mitt, gassed up the X5. Marie packed the suitcases—golf clothes, bathing suits, sunscreen, and even some semi-formal outfits in case we had the opportunity to go to a show, or maybe even a casino.

We rose early the keep abreast sunup, stopped for a good breakfast at one of the many pancake sign in myrtle Beach then headed toward I-95 via Florence. We drove all day, finishing in Brunswick, Empire State of the South, less than thirty minutes from the FL border. We ate dinner in a barbeque eating place we both found delightful. The interior was a hokey faux-western motif, but the food was plenteous and cheap. I used the"Smokin'Hot"sauce ; Marie used something a lot milder—she was having enough problem with heartburn as it was.

Marie had a difficult Night, waking often to use the lav, so I handled almost of the driving the next day as we arrived in St. Augustine in the ahead of time afternoon. We checked in and tried to Good Book a circle of golf game that afternoon. Marie had rested all the way down from Georgia and was feeling a lot in force. We booked at the King and Bear, a path at the World Golf Village designed by Arnold Palmer and Jack-tar Jack William Nicklaus. We were paired with two men who laughed when they saw my very pregnant married woman stair onto the get-go tee. We introduced ourselves and tee up off, Marie opting for the elderly men's golf tee rather than the cleaning woman's. I smoked my drive about 295 thou down the right on middle while they hit about 210 and 220. Marie stroked her ball to a greater extent than 225 railyard, also down the middle. Their laughing ended immediately when Marie hit a wedge to within ten infantry of the hole and putted out for a par ; I also had a par. Marie had two bird and ten bogey. I had three shuttle and five bogey, so when we finished Marie had shot a very respectable 80 ; I had a 74, only two strokes over par. Our two critics scored in the nineties. They invited us to join them for a drink and asked the obvious question of Marie—"You have a great plot, how long have you been playing ?"Marie responded honestly,"George introduced me to the game about two months ago. I really enjoy it—we play three or four times a calendar week, although not for too much longer unfortunately."I thought the guys were going to pass on their beer—nobody plays that well after only a duad of months, but Marie I had learned was a enormous innate athlete.

We had a wonderful vacation—well, to be honest, every day is a vacation for us. Still, it was great to get away. We played golf game, swam in the lovesome sea and even spent a day deep sea fishing. Yes, Marie out-fished me again, catching a sailfish and a bull dolphin while I got skunked, losing three Pisces near the gravy boat ! When we got back home Marie couldn't postponement to evidence the Thompsons about the trip, her bang-up golfing, and how she beat me fishing. That Nox as we made ready 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 every meter we went fishing."Of course, I was teasing her and she knew it, but, playing along, she began to pout until I pulled her into a hot kiss. Breaking it I whispered,"You know I love eating your pussycat. We don't need a sappy bet."I kissed her again and made my journeying down to her tasty pussy. I made respective detours, stopping at each delicious chest where I licked my way around each bumpy ring of color and her hard hot nipples. succeeding I kissed and licked her navel and all around her puff up stomach before moving between her legs. I raised and separated her legs as I applied my lingua to her labia, licking up one side and down the early. I pushed her legs up so I could massage her breasts which were now at least a double-D and filch her mammilla. I licked Marie's cunt, soaking up her juices on my tongue.

I had played with Marie so far, getting her hot, but ignoring her clit. From my advantage point I could see it poking from its hood, red and arduous and engorged. I tongue have a go at it Marie, ramming my lingua deep into her yap. Marie was panting, her breathing second, when I finally relented, taking her button into my mouth, sucking it between my tooth. She grabbed my forefront, almost pulling my fuzz out as her passion overcame her. When I licked and sucked in addition to the gentle biting I had begun Marie exploded, bathing my expression as she squirted several times. I dropped her pegleg and climbed up the bed to fall in her. I expected her to be drained—exhausted—from her sexual exertions, but, instead, she began to lick and osculate her ejaculations from my cheek. We fell asleep shortly after.


CHAPTER 18

The summer was uneventful. We continued to play golf almost until Labor Day when her doctor suggested she need it promiscuous her final examination month. We still fished several time a hebdomad and I gladly ate her tasty pussy every fourth dimension she beat me, which was often. We continued fucking right up until lying-in Day weekend. We used cowgirl and doggy almost exclusively now—it was just so much easier with her belly enlarged to hold not one but two child. It was Fri 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 VI, 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 infant. I'll do without."

Marie turned around and I could see the look of finding in her case,"Oh, yeah ? Even if we can't fuck we can still do other stuff, 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 pecker into her hot wet mouth. Using her mouth and tongue she fucked me to a dramatic orgasm. It was all she could do to swallow my integral load.

Tues, September 8th, was a day I'll never forget. I played golf with a men's league at a nearby club. I eagled their famous 679-yard par six with a 300-yard drive, a 230-yard fairway club, and a lob wedge to within fifteen feet of the golf hole. It was a longsighted twisting putt with a double up prisonbreak. The nut died just as it fell into the pickle. I couldn't wait to tell Marie ! I joined my fellow golfer for tiffin 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 answer. I looked in the living room and bedroom for her before checking the way we'd set up for our twins—still no Marie. I returned toward the kitchen. My centre went big as saucers, my heart in my throat—Marie lay on the storey in a small pool of blood."MARIE !, I shouted. I checked her pulse—it was regular but weak. I grabbed the phone and called 911. While I waited for an answer I opened the logic gate and the garage threshold with my remote. I sat on the floor to cradle Marie's straits in my lap. The emergency operator took my information as I tried unsuccessfully to continue steady.

After breaking the link I phoned her medico who told me to have her taken to Myrtle Beach's Grand fibril Hospital where she'd meet us. Finally, after what seemed to be an endless time lag, I could hear temptress coming. The first was a Sheriff's deputy. For some ground I pushed my security measures remote control after he gave me a funny look. It proved to be a trade good decisiveness. He shoved me out of the way which I wouldn't have minded if he did anything to aid Marie, but he didn't. He just waited for several minutes doing null but keeping me away from my sexual 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 survey but was detained by the deputy sheriff. Shortly thereafter, two investigator entered and began interrogating me—a suspect in a domesticated abuse case ! I patiently explained what had happened, even showing them my pro shop class 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 patience."Listen, I'm going to the hospital. You can either arrest me or get the underworld off my property. If you arrest me be prepared to deal with my lawyer. I have wad of money and I can afford the sound attorney in the state."The detective's response was to perforate me in the stomach.

"Listen, asshole, there's null you can do. We're in control here, not you. Who would consider you, anyway ? It would just be your Bible against ours—two highly value officers of the law."

"You think so ? My Scripture against yours ? Guess again—this whole episode is on picture, so who's the asshole now ? See these little cameras in the ceiling ? I turned them on when your surrogate arrived and shoved me away from my married woman. Now I'm going. I dare you to stop me. My security company has the evidence and the only 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 alarm now. If you don't get out in one minute the alarm system will go to the Sheriff's office. Then you can explain why you're in my empty house."I jumped into the Porsche and took off. It was all I could do to keep under the fastness limit. I got to the hospital in just over forty minutes.

Running into the hand 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 60 minutes. I couldn't believe that I had been brought back from the bushed for this. Was this individual's estimation of a gruesome jocularity ? Eventually, more than two hours later, Dr. Jonnson found me."You can relax, Mr. Henry Wheeler Shaw, everything is OK."I thought I'd crash so I put my deal against the wall to steady myself."Marie,"the doctor continued,"is in room 227. She's going to be fine. I had to take the child by C-section to lay aside them as well as your wife. 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 minute yet so you may need to get something to eat."

"If it's all the Same to you, medico, I want to be with her."Dr. Jonnson pointed me in the management of her room. I found Marie with a bunch of tubes in her and monitors tracking her vital organ. 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 subject her oculus 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 paw 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 vitals."You two can talk for a few bit, but that's all. I want you to get some more rest."

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

I kissed Marie's os frontale 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 week until she's for certain they can corroborate themselves. You're all going to be just fine."

"Did I hear some pig at the house ? I thought I heard somebody giving you a hard 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 evidence them. The outset deputy gave me a comical, kind of an accusatory, tone when he came in. I turned on the dismay system's television. The detectives got a little rough with me, even threatening me, but all that will be on phonograph record. I'm going to touch an attorney about suing and maybe prosecuting them. Idiots like that don't belong on a police military unit. But, right now I don't want you getting too excited. Go back to slumber and I'll visit our children. 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 forehead again and turned to impart, but Marie held my hand.

"George, if I know you there's zip in your stomach. You haven't eaten any dinner party, have you ?"When I shook my fountainhead she continued,"It won't do any of us any good if you get sick, will it ?"I shook my head again, but before I could leave Marie pulled me down for a kiss."I love you, George,"she whispered just before falling again to log Z's. I kissed her back and left, but not before thanking God for all my blessings.


CHAPTER 19

The lonesome matter I could find open at that time of day was a Wendy's a couple of mile away. I ordered at the parkway through window then parked in the lot to eat as quickly as I could. I knew deep within myself that there was no grounds to rush but I couldn't service myself—I had to get back to the hospital ! I finished off the Warren Earl Burger and took off, eating the rest of the fries and booze as I drove. The dealings was light at that hour but I stayed under the limit all the way. It was only 70 two occlusion but it seemed an eternity. I was relieved when I finally parked in the lot and jogged back into the empty pressure group. A security safety device tried to stop me but I told him I still had two twins 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 nanny on duty. I was incredibly grateful. I thought I had just found another worthwhile charity for my money. From what I could see my shaver's heartbeat and ventilation rates were in high spirits than pattern but regular. I was relieved to see them, but—damn—they were tiny !

I waved at the nurse and she walked over to the window, asking through hand signaling which one was mine. I traced letters backwards on the window—S…H…A…W. She lit up and walked straight to the brooder. I nodded"yes."She replied by giving me a huge grin and flashing the"OK"star 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 nighttime. I was glad it was so uncomfortable—it kept me awake the entire time. Marie stirred just after eight ; I could see she was in pain, no doubt from her incision. I called for the nurse as I leaned over to hug and osculate my love. For the first prison term in the past times two days she was able to kiss 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 first light. They seem to be doing fine."I told her about my"conversation"with the nurse and I was relieved to actually see her grinning. It turned to a frown when she looked beyond me. How she knew these men were the two retard detectives I will never have it off. I excused myself, walked past them, and laughed,"Good luck, you're going to take it. My wife can be a tiger when she's aroused."

They were in the room less than ten minutes and when they left they walked good past me without saying a Son. They may throw been finished with me, but I definitely wasn't finished with them—not by a long stab !

Marie recovered quickly ; she was young and healthy and strong. Just after noon the staff allowed her to visit our children. We were given gown and surgical masque as well as covers for my shoes. We couldn't take the child from the incubator, but we did get a great up-close look. Marie did agree—they were tiny !

When we returned to her room Marie was helped back into the bed."Well, George, I guess we should issue forth up with some names, don't you ?"I nodded and we talked for almost an 60 minutes when I could see she was tired. We agreed on Matthew and Sandra, just two name we liked. I had no family that I knew of and almost all of hers were stagnant so we had no outdoors 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 V anyway. I wanted Marie to sleep and she agreed on the condition that I go habitation and do the same. Reluctantly, I agreed.

When I got home sleep was far from my sentiment. 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 geezerhood and hoped I'd follow through. When I went into the firm I headed straight for the phone. I'd used a local attorney when I purchased my family so I phoned him for advice. I wanted a top lawyer, but not a local anaesthetic one who might be intimidated by the Sheriff. He said he'd call me back.

An hr later I took a shout from Raleigh, the state capital. It was the senior partner of a major law firm—a real laboured hitter. We spoke for almost an hour ; I retained him and forwarded the video to him for critique. Several days later he called again. We definitely had both a hard civic and criminal display case. I told him to do whatever was necessary.

Marie came home three years later. I had to help her into the house and I made her promise not to deform 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 lounge, brought her a small blanket so she'd be fond and gave her a pile of magazines. When I asked if she wanted something to drink she threw one of them at me, but she smiled and laughed as she did. I brought her an ice tea, placing it carefully next to her. I was about to slip away when she stopped me,"Not so fast, Mr Shaw—over here now,"she said pointing to a spot following to her. I sat and she took my paw."Remember,"she continued,"I'm not made of glass ; I'm not going to break. 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 long and sweet and bid. She wrapped her farsighted tongue around mine. Marie stroked my face as we kissed, so I reached around her to gently pull her finisher."That's the approximation,"she whispered as she placed my handwriting on her knocker. I slowly massaged her, loving the increased size and weighting of her wonderful mammary. She pushed my head down to her swollen nipple, urging me to suckle. Her affectionate Milk River trickled into my oral fissure."They gave me a breast pump with instructions to use it three or four times a day, but I had a better musical theme ! Wouldn't you agree ?


CHAPTER 21

I took Marie to visit our baby every day. We always stayed for at least an hr, questioning the nurses and the neo-natal medical specialist who had taken controller of their fear. One day I was contacted by the business office about their bill. I just asked them how lots 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 days after returning home 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 Night when we retired. Marie leaned back against me, raised her leg over mine and moved my shaft toward her kitty."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 pain me. But I need to find 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 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 stillness ;"I just moved a tiny bit, enough to make her. When she moaned several times and moved against me I knew for sure she was going to be just fine.

My attorney had, over the by week taken the video recording of the tec along with Marie's deposition to the res publica police. He told me they were extremely concerned in prosecuting the case—there was a long story of complaints against the Sheriff and his staff. He also filed a 20 million dollar law suit of clothes against the county and the Sheriff's office. frankincense, I was surprised when I answered a vociferation from the gate announcing a sojourn from the man himself—the Sheriff had come to hollo. I turned on the video organization just before opening the door.

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

"Bad things can happen. You know, we're always looking for drug dealers and that see car of yours can appeal a lot of unwanted care. It could get so bad that you'll never want to provide your house. And, who knows what might happen to your married woman and those two niggling babe once they come home from the hospital -- just a little something for you to opine about. I take real secure aid 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 gate. He identified himself as a lieutenant from the state police. 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 fount and had observed the Sheriff entering my drive. He asked what had transpired so I showed him on my data processor. He was smiling ear to ear by the meter the show finished. I gave him a written matter DVD, telling him the archetype was for my attorney. Three days later all three, the Sheriff and the two idiot tec, were arrested on a long inclination of burster. It turned out that they were all under probe for a variety of charges including corruption, graft, theft, witness intimidation, and more matter than I can heel here. A workweek later the county attorney contacted my attorney about settling the cause. The come dawning Marie and I brought our two kid domicile. All was well in the world.


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