I initially wrote and posted this, the final parting of this story, 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 cerebrate of this as my best story, but it is near if you like mushy romanticistic sex and lots of it. Parts 1 and 2 can be found in my listing of write up. The easiest way to do that is to click on `` writer 's list '' and then to click on `` Number of report. '' I 'm about the tenth one from the top of the inclination. Thanks for reading. Sr. Longo


CHAPTER 14

I had proposed to Marie, my four months pregnant lover, at the beach on Sabbatum of Memorial Day weekend. I had a little help—an advertising standard -- pulled by a plane -- that said in large red capitals,"MARIE will YOU MARRY ME ?"Marie looked at the streamer for almost thirty mo before turning to look at me. Then she looked back at the banner and when she turned back to me again I was on one knee in the time-honoured proposal pose. When Marie kissed me I produced a box with her ring, a 2.5 karat solitaire in a platinum setting. We were both shaking like neural kids on their first date as I placed it on her hand. All this had been observed by a heavy group of"golf game widows"-women left alone by husbands gone to play golf.

They quickly surrounded us, hugging and kissing Marie and congratulating me, while they admired her ring and commented on her pregnancy. Naturally, the gang attracted others in the area and soon we were surrounded by Thomas More than fifty well-wisher. We finally escaped when I grabbed Marie's hand and led her to the water. Being early in the time of year it was cold by local standards, but the wafture were small due to a moxie bar perhaps five hundred yards out and an offshore breeze from the Northwest. Marie exclaimed how cold the water supply was, but she never let go of my hand or turned back to shore. When we were chest oceanic abyss we held each former close."I love you,"I told her. In response she pulled me in for a hot buss punctuated by an occasional salty trespass from a passing moving ridge. Marie laughed into my mouth the first time it happened, but she kept her farsighted solid tongue wrapped around mine.

I was concentrating on the kiss so I didn't immediately recognize her hand running up the leg of my cause. Marie giggled into the kiss when she took my humanness into her hand."I thought cold pee was supposed to make believe it recoil. Why are you so big and laborious, George IV ?"

"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 movement of hundred of masses ?"

"Neither, George, but I do want to see what's in computer memory 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 script in helping hand. Back at our electric chair I grabbed a towel and dried Marie's spectacular organic structure. I dried my own while she put on her shirt and horseshoe. I began to gather our chairs, umbrella, and cooler and, with a undulation to the group of adult female, we were gone. I had barely started the car when Marie had her hand up the leg of my swimsuit again."I thought you were going to wait until we got home for this."

"Can't…need some of it now…just don't have an accident,"Marie gasped as she pulled my rock-hard cock free. Leaning across the console Marie swallowed me in a single gulp. Her knife ran rophy around my helmet before licking up and down my lance."Mmmm, a little salty than rule, but just as yummy…I lovemaking sucking on your cock, George."She attacked it with renewed Energy Department and energy as her headland 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 center of the lane. I pulled to the side of the highway just before cumming deep into Marie's throat. It proved a honorable movement as I saw a law car a few hundred yards behind me. Being pulled over for planetary drive from Marie's back talk would have been the last thing I'd need. I shuddered several sentence just before spewing hot cum into her sass and throat. Using that delightful spit she wiped me fairly, tucked me back into my suit and resumed her seat future to me, seemingly the manikin of decorum.

When I drove into our driveway we noticed our neighbors—Ray and Brenda Thompson and their three girls—in their back pace. The Count Rumford are not bad people, but when it came to naming their girl they clearly weren't very creative. Brenda is tall—about five feet ten and thin ; Ray isn't often taller but goes at to the lowest degree 240 pound sterling. Fortunately, the young lady all take after Brenda. Tracey, 18, just graduated from our local high school. She is the mirror figure of her mom, except with slightly larger titmouse, I'm guessing B-cups. She came on to me before I brought Marie place 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 16 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 party and grinding her ass into my cock while looking into my oculus and smiling at me at the Lapp fourth dimension. She's about five foot seven, rail reduce with A-cups, but quite the hot looking little software system who flirts openly with anyone carrying a dick in their pants regardless of their age. Finally, was Lacey, 14, the magnanimous flirt of all, and only in ninth grad. All three daughter were born in mid-December which must have meant that Brenda attended some uncivilized St. Pat's political party when she was younger.

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

"Yep,"replied Marie, hiding her hired man and tintinnabulation. ‘ George II wanted to go and I'm really happy I did. We saw one of those planes pulling a standard and you'll never guess what it said."I looked at Brenda and the young lady ; I could see that they were paying ending attention. Marie ended the suspense by jumping up and down as she yelled,"Marie will you espouse me ?"She whipped her hand from behind her back to render her ring. Now there is no worse hatful than seeing five females jumping up and down in celebration so I turned away to lease a can of beer from Ray who greeted me with,"About screwing fourth dimension, George IV, I thought she'd have your whole family line before you got around to it."He gave me a playful punch in the berm before grinning ear to ear and pumping my hand with his congratulations.

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

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

"Oh, yes, George II, 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 suffice Marie suggested,"Tracey, I'm going to need a housemaid of honor. interest ?"Now they began jumping anew. I thought they'd never stop so I grabbed Marie saying we needed a exhibitor and we'd be back. I brought her hurriedly into our house. I stripped Marie out of her wet suit of clothes and I joined her in the shower. In our excitement the wet suits had gotten us chilled and I didn't want Marie to get sick as a effect. 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 nerve before running my finger up and down her crack."This is really important,"I told her seriously,"We wouldn't want any sand getting in the unseasonable situation, would we ?"Marie looked up at me, nodding as though I were really serious.

"I think I want my ass to be free of any George Sand right now, especially if I get to use it the way I'm thinking. Use mickle of easy lay on my dickhead, George. Then let's rinse your hammer really well, too."I knew when to play along guidance so I soaped up Marie's all right butt hole then moved it to my prick. I turned to see Marie bend over and hold close her ankles."Go ahead, George, I'm not going to conk out, you know."

Marie braced herself against the shower paries as I stepped behind her, my rock hard pecker poised at her anus. I soaped again—both organs—and pushed. Slowly my shaft forced its way into her sloshed iniquity cavern. Once in Marie pushed back against my intrusion. Her tight sphincter gripped my rooster like vise-like fingers squeezing and constricting my organ. The resistance was incredible, so tight the informal pelt on my prick remained stationary in the strong throwaway muscle, with only the knockout tissue paper within actually moving as Marie drove me to an incredible sexual climax."Fuck me, George. shag me harder,"Marie pleaded as she met my every thrust with one of her own. So intent was Marie on making me cum she barely noticed when I reached under her to rub and crimp her clit, but she found out quickly enough when my fingerbreadth touched her hard hot little release. I used my nails to irritate it while I rammed two finger's breadth into her puss in search of her G-spot. I knew I was getting close—the only reason I hadn't cum yet was Marie's marvelous cock sucking less than an 60 minutes ago. I felt her ass begin to spasm as her pussy clenched around my digit ; her coming was coming on potent. Marie's physical structure was going through a series of growing earth tremor. On and on they went building to a crescendo before ebbing suddenly. It was at that stage that I thrust forcefully into her as my come jetted deep into her gut. Marie began to collapse as my orgasm continued ; I held her up until I was too exhausted to bear on. I eased her down to sit in my lap, my cock still in her ass, the hot water still cascading over our body.


CHAPTER 15

We sat there together for what seemed an 60 minutes as we recovered."tinker's dam, George, that was some incredible orgasm,"Marie finally said when she had recovered. My putz had softened at lowest and slipped out of her beautiful ass. Cum drained all over my pegleg. I struggled to my feet, pulling Marie up with me as we finally finished our shower. I dried Marie lovingly, taking time to pat dry every part of her luscious soundbox, before drying myself. Marie pointed to the clock—we should deliver been back at the Thompson's by now so we dressed hurriedly, Marie tying her deaden hair into a ponytail as we walked out the door.

Ray and Brenda greeted us warmly once again and the girls all wanted More contingent 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 water fastball,"was what he said, but what he meant had more to do with the sex he suspected we'd had than any cleansing that had occurred. Not to be outgo I replied,"xlv minutes—one shower bath, 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 adults all had burger, the girls, hot dogs. There was also a delightful tossed green salad, some homemade potato salad, and coleslaw. We enjoyed the food and the companionship and the conversation. It was amusing to take heed to the young woman fantasize about our upcoming wedding ; it was not amusing, however, when Stacey ran her paw up my leg shortly after dinner party. We said our good-byes shortly before nine pleading exhaustion from our day at the beach. The merely negative came just after dinner when Marie withdrew from the conversation.

Her mode continued at home as we undressed, showered again, and made our way to bed, naked as usual. I lay on my left face 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 forefront to toe was something I looked forward to every night. We lay in silence for almost 30 minutes when I heard the barest rustle,"Are you awake, George ?"

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

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

"Wow,"I whispered back as I lifted her aright 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 pecker into her slit ; it was wet and hot."Ohhh…George, what are you doing ? This is important."

"Don't trouble, Darling, I can multitask—fucking you with my peter and listening with my ears."I made my initial thrust, driving almost six in into her silken pussy.

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

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

"St. George, I have to confess…I lied to you. Our whole human relationship is based on a lie !"She started to cry, the SOB wracking her organic structure. 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 count at me."When I met you at your apartment you gave me the impression you were a piddle woman. Just the opponent is true, isn't it ?"

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

"It was prosperous, Marie. Wanton women use sex all the time—not only at menage, but at employment, shopping…everywhere. You never once used your sexuality at work, did you ?"Marie shook her head and sniffed ; I could just make it out in the darkness."And, your bustier was stigma 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 II, but the substantial me is timid, meek, and shy."I took her head in my hand as I resumed fucking her,"Ooohhh…George…that tone so good. I love when you fuck me."

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

"Umm…no, George. Ohhhhhhhh…."

"have you been meek or shy ?"

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

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

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

"right field, 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 fiddling fib, maybe, but I knew all about it the entire meter. 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 cunt. I knew when I did that there was a chance you'd become pregnant and I did it anyway—willingly…eagerly ! It might have got been a problem if you had used your pregnancy to play tricks me into marrying you, but you sent me away -- remember ? I made the determination to come back and I haven't regretted that for even a second. I had a hunch you were pregnant. That's why I asked you about it and know what ? I am thrilled—ecstatic—about it. I can't hold to marry you. Now can we quit all this talking and get back to the fucking ?"

Marie obviously agreed. She pushed me over onto my back so she'd be in contrary cowgirl on my turncock. Planting her feet on the bed Marie began to work me, bending my cock in her fuddled tunnel. Faster and dissolute she forced my cock into and out of her snatch. She was working hard for me and I wanted to help her. I reached around with both weapon system so I could attack her steaming clitoris with both men. Marie groaned as I massaged her clitoris with my fingers. I couldn't nurse back and neither could she. Our discussion had been a catharsis for her, lifting a weight, even though it was an imaginary one, from her shoulder joint. Marie arched her back before falling onto my chest, her orgasm sending shockwaves through her body. As Marie fell onto me I shot one river of cum after another into her. My thrusts 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 serious without telling me what's on your creative thinker, and, in payoff, I promise the same to you. Is it a deal ?"

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

"Marie, I'm the golden one here. On a scale of one to ten you have to be at least a fifteen. You're beautiful, sexy, intelligent, and more than incredibly, you actually love me. Let's side it—on that like weighing machine I'm probably no more than a five or six."

"Now it's my turn to scold. There's much more to a someone than goodness smell, although in my opinion you're far more than adequate in that department. I consider myself lucky to have you, but in the pastime of preserving our relationship I will grant that we're both very golden. Now let me clean your cock for you then we'll get some sleep. Marie pushed me onto my back to cream my cock clean. Her long tongue circled my helmet before moving down to my peter. She licked up from the substructure cleansing me with every stroke, but she had another effect, too. Every clock time her knife touched me I got harder and harder. When she finished I could just make out the gleam in her violet eyes."George VI, just tone 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 direful, terrible person, Marie George Bernard Shaw. I can hardly waitress until we're married so you'll stop all this frightful roll in the hay and let me get some sleep."

Marie laughed and laughed,"George, I'm never going to kibosh fucking you. You'd serious get into the habit of taking a nap in the afternoon, although I may bed you then, too."She rubbed my cock up and down her pussy and when it was wet enough she slowly lowered herself until she was completely impaled. Leaning down to snog me she whispered,"George V, I'll never tire of this feeling, of you filling me and stretching my twat walls. You make my whole trunk tingle—and then it gets so often better."Her tongue penetrated my mouth, wrapping itself around mine as she began to rock. My erecting felt like it was granite, yet she bent it like a garden hose. Her clash was vivid as she moved us to common nirvana. Marie worked like a charwoman possessed. Our consistency were covered in sweat ; our sheets were a mess. Even though I had cum only arcminute ago I wasn't going to last long under Marie's onslaught—and neither was she. Her breathing had changed ; it was shallow and rapid, her eyes were glassy. I'd never seen a woman fuck like Marie was fucking. She reminded me of a male dog on his bitch until she suddenly exploded in a powerful orgasm that shook her body like a leafage in a hurricane. Marie screamed at the top of her lungs as the sexual climax ruled over her. Her chemical reaction was all it took for me to cum my fourth fourth dimension in just a few hours. It wasn't as herculean as Marie's—how could it be after cumming only hour earlier—but it was sensory as I poured what seemed like a gal of cum up into her fantastic slit only to get it run back down onto me. When she collapsed on my chest I held her close, smothering her face 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 weather sheet and blankets, and climbed in to diminish asleep in seconds, Marie's physical structure draped over mine.


CHAPTER 16

Not surprisingly we slept in the following morning, not waking until almost ten. Marie insisted on a recollective tongue-laden kiss which I welcomed despite my morning intimation, something that Marie had oddly never objected to. We rose, relieved ourselves, and retired to the screen porch for a continental breakfast of juice, coffee, English gem, butter and jam. We sat there au naturel, enjoying the warm weather and the twinkle gentle wind until we heard Brenda calling us.

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

"Thanks for your concern, Brenda,"Marie replied."I was feeling a little off last-place night—the excitement of the day, perhaps, but Saint George put me to bed hold out night and took real undecomposed care of me so I got a great Night's sopor and I feel wonderful today. In fact, I was going to ask George to take me fishing later."We chatted for a while before Brenda excused herself."I really would wish to go sportfishing, George. Can we ?"

I pulled up my laptop to checker the lunar time period. We would fish for flounder by drifting in the inlet and the skilful prison term for that would get down two hours before high lunar time period and end two after. The lunar time period was projected for 4:13 p.m. in the inlet so we had mint of clock time to prepare. I suggested we leave the dock around 1:30 so we'd be on place by 2:00. All I had to do was retard the Phoxinus phoxinus traps at the end of the wharf. We threw on shorts and jersey and walked down the sorrel. I had two traps here for capturing mud minnows—prime hook for flounder ( fluke for you from the northeast ). I found several 12 salubrious specimens so we'd have mint. I returned to Marie on the bench intent on returning to the family. Marie patted the seat so I joined her as she put her script to the cover of my pass, pulling me into a long tender and loving osculation. She broke the kiss several minutes later, mouthing the quarrel,"Thank you."My reply was simple—I pulled her back into another foresighted tremendous kiss.

We returned to the menage later than I had planned, but was I complaining ? No way ! I went to the garage for our rods and tackle. I put a sinker and hook shot on each rod. I planned to bring four—the More lines in the water system the best our chances of actually catching something, although we'd have a dear prison term together even if we didn't. I loaded everything into the sauceboat, checked the gas, made sure the drain ballyhoo was in place, and put about three dozen mud minnows into the alive fountainhead with five gallons of pee. I lowered the hoist so the gravy boat was in the water just as Marie arrived with our cooler with swallow and sandwiches for our dinner. On an impulse we returned to the house for our swim suits—just in case the sportfishing was really slow. We left for the inlet only xv minutes behind schedule.

The weather experimental condition were almost ideal—low but consistent winds. There were a lot of boats in the area, but well-nigh of them were parked along shuttle Island just as ours was on our first-class honours degree stumble here. I drove us almost two-thirds of the way out by the breakwaters before starting our outset drift. I used my astuteness spotter to prevent data track of the hind end, something I found useful although Marie thought it silly."Just put your hook in the water and pray—that's my philosophy,"she'd told me almost every time we fished. Unfortunately, she usually caught More and bigger fish than I did so there was no convincing her that science had played a part in her luck. Today proved to be no exclusion. We had drifted for less than five minutes when she got the initiatory strike. Marie played the angle patiently before setting the hook deep. I watched her rod bending 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 globe seemed to be stealing the bait of pathetic fisher. Using my plier I twisted the hook free allowing the homely critter to flow back into the body of water. I re-baited Marie's sweetener ; she had it back into the body of water in seconds.

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

"All right, delimit better and what stake ?"

"I'll bet you I catch Sir Thomas More Fish than you."

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

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

"You have a bet !"I leaned in to seal it with a long hot kiss. I broke it a present moment 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 pounder that had pulled my drag several times before exhausting itself in my net. Three more sentence I pulled in a secure 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 strong smash. She played the Pisces the Fishes for almost ten minutes before bringing it to the boat. She looked down in disgust—it was, indeed, a big Fish, but it was hardly something we'd want to keep. Marie had caught a twenty pound bonnet-head shark. Using my tongue she cut the loss leader and the fish slipped below the water.

"OK, George VI, I concede. You win the bet."I folded up the rods, released the remaining mud minnow, and headed for shore to relish our dinner. I anchored in about eight feet of piddle on the sheltered side of meat of the island. I hosed down the boat, removing any blood or slime while Marie retrieved our sandwiches, some pickles, and two tush of ginger ale. In gain to alcohol, Marie was told to circumscribe her ingestion of caffeine—one cup of coffee daily was her limit.

I enjoyed my sandwich immensely ; something about eating on the H2O always gave me a great appetite, but I was looking forward to dessert even more. Marie had just finished her dinner when she fell to the deck of cards."Time for my dessert and your payoff. Good fishing, my love."She reached carefully for my shaft which had hardened dramatically in the by few second gear. It pulsed with every heartbeat in the open air. Marie leaned in to teasingly lick the pre-cum from my tip, maintaining eye impinging every second. Her violet heart shone like stars in the Night as she swallowed my humanness is a I gulp—all eight-plus column inch disappearing into her throat in a split second. She backed off for a 2nd, smiling as she told me,"I'm glad I lost the bet, George, but I have another confession—I spent half the metre fishing without hook. I wanted to turn a loss ; I wanted to soak up your putz, but, more than that, I wanted to do it here, in the undefended, where there is a hazard of being discovered and seen."

Then she went to process on me. Oh, did she go to work on me ! She inhaled my cock, sucking me like a vacuum dry cleaner. I could see the indentations in her cheeks as I slid into her mouth. My rooster popped from the sucking when she released me. All the patch that magnificent tongue was washing me from tip to establish. I tensed—pre-ejaculatory—and fired river after river of Elwyn Brooks White hot cum into her backtalk. After the first three she removed me so her thorax could welcome the final blasts. She rubbed the gummy fluid all over the whirligig of her firm breasts. It was a sight to make me want to cum again—if only it was potential ! Wait until we got home tonight !

Marie rose, ripped off her gravy holder shoes, and dove over the face. Even almost five months pregnant she was slender and gymnastic. She surfaced smiling and waving for me to join her. I dove in, catching her half-way to prop. I pulled her under, turned her around and into an underwater kiss as I groped around for her pussy. I pulled her courting aside, probing her cunt with my finger's breadth while she untied my body, pulled them down, and stroked me rapidly to my full hardness. She broke the buss, surfaced, and lay back to float, making her pussy fully accessible to my raging erection. All I had to do was draw in her end to me and I slid straight into her clenching snatch. Her weightlessness in the water made for some new and howling sensations. I wrapped her legs around my shank as I drove repeatedly into her.

There were still peck of people about but they were all on the recess side of the island. The domain in which I had anchored was as deserted as was the ocean beach where we had made love when I had first brought Marie household 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, 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 have noticed for certain Marie's orgasmic blissfulness. Finally, she lay still, floating easily in the piss until she raised her school principal."What about you, George VI ? I want you to cum, you know."

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


CHAPTER 17

Tues morning was a watch glass percipient 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 completely appendage took us about forty minutes, mainly because we shared the Lapplander shoemaker's last epithet. We had to sign affidavits stating that we were not blood congeneric. We returned home elated. Marie went next doorway to chatter with Brenda ; they were almost set up even though we wouldn't have to leave for another four hours. The young woman, she told me later, were all walking around with hair curler in their tomentum. I thought that went out in the sixty, but what did I know about fair sex's fashions or pattern. Marie told Brenda that we would take all of them out for dinner that evening to celebrate. She was as nervous as a cat in a rocking chair store when she returned home. I made her lie down and rest, but she refused unless I joined her. I lay on my backrest and pulled Marie to me. Her straits was on my chest, her arm across my consistency, her leg over mine so her pussy pressed against my thigh. I kissed her headway, inhaling the fragrance of her hair's-breadth as I massaged her neck. I could feel her heart measure 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 position effect of her pregnancy. She told me it would get bad as she neared full term.

We ate a at leisure tiffin and reviewed our vows—we decided to save our own. Marie called Brenda just before we left. She laughed when she told me they were already at the DoJ's chamber. We joined them fifteen instant 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 nervous. 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 Justice appeared we told him we had our own vows so he stepped back.

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

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

Then Marie continued,"George VI, I used to be a timid mouse, afraid of my own vestige, afraid of men and love life. Then I met you and you gave me confidence and military capability with your love. Your 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 endure again. Please, George, will you marry and love me for the eternal sleep of my life ?"

Looking directly into Marie's beautiful violet eyes, I replied,"I will, Marie, and longer. I will be intimate and honor you forever."

Ray handed me the ringing. I placed Marie's—a Pt band with twenty channel set diamonds -- on her finger. Neither of us was shaking or uneasy. Marie took my ring—a platinum band with a single channel set infield -- and without breaking our eye contact placed it on my finger. We squeezed hands before breaking striking. 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 ship's boat, most loving buss yet. We broke it only when the Justice said,"I now pronounce you man and wife."We turned to leave and launch Tracey bawling like a sister. Beyond her Stacey and Lacey joined her. I looked at Ray and he only shrugged as if to say,"woman !"

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

We returned home around nine after a howling Italian meal at a premier eating place just up the road in Ocean Isle. I stopped Marie in the garage, picking her up to carry her over the doorstep as newly married span 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 clothing."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 zilch less than spectacular."I kissed and massaged her invertebrate foot, losing my own wearing apparel as I moved up her legs. Her thighs were like silk, incredibly indulgent and shine. She had just trimmed her cushy feathery bush so her labia seemed more pronounced, more swell than they were, if possible. Marie was leaking pussy juice at an incredible charge per unit ; I leaned in to sample her nectar. It tasted so wonderful—sweet and musky, laden with the nub of her sexuality. Slowly I penetrated her sloshed velvet tunnel with my glossa. In a few seconds I began to tongue have it away her while I stimulated her clitoris with my upper dentition and fingers. Marie gripped my pass, her fingers deep in my hairsbreadth as she pulled me into her puss."Ohhhh…George…ohhhhh…ohhhhh…ahhhhh,"Marie gasped as her low gear orgasm took control of her. She trembled and shook as her body was coated in sweat. Finally, it passed and Marie's breathing became deeply and to a greater extent 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 recollective deep and loving kiss. Her long tongue swirled in my mouth, pulling my tongue into hers, teasing me. I was hard from my oral exam exertion on her hot cunt, but now, after being mercilessly teased by her natural language, my cock was throbbing with every heartbeat. I needed her and I needed her now. Sensing my predicament Marie pushed me onto my spinal column and straddled my coxa. Slowly, tantalizingly, she rubbed the spiritualist underside of my erecting into her wet cunt. 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 ferment for you."She placed her hands on my chest, leaned forward, and when she moved back I slid deeply into her hot wet cunt. Marie leaned forward, both to rub her clit into me and to kiss me passionately, pushing her tongue into my mouth, wrapping it around mine in an grammatical construction of her beloved and luxuria. Breaking the kiss, Marie really went to process on my pecker, rocking furiously and bending my hard cock as she drove us to a spectacular coming. Faster and faster she went until we were both drenched in perspiration, exhausted, but still in want of tone ending. I could finger the familiar churning Begin in my clump."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 II, I can experience your cum shooting into me. It's too much…I'm going to…CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM !"Marie collapsed onto me. We were both too drained to even move. We fell asleep with Marie atop me, my shrinking stopcock just slipping from her pussy as cum drained onto my belly, ramification, formal, and ultimately, the mantle and mainsheet.

I woke to a hard nipple being brushed over my lips. Keeping my middle closed I licked around her areola and nipple before bringing it into my mouth to suckle. My hand found her former tit. I massaged and rubbed it roughly—urgently—until Marie moaned. She didn't speak other than to whisper how lots she loved me. Then she lowered herself onto my morning wood. Her heating plant, as always, was unbelievable ; the niggardliness and grip of her pussy on my pecker, awesome. She placed her understructure on the mattress so she could rise and fall on my rooster. She lifted herself almost to the point of accumulation of my dick then fell back again. Over and over Marie fucked me until I could feel a stirring in my lumbus. I reached up to rub and squeeze her clitoris ; Marie responded by throwing her fountainhead back and arching her back. We came together—trembled together, shook together, and finally, collapsed together.

I rubbed Marie's back as she lay atop me, slightly tilted to one side because of her swollen belly."Is this what I have to depend forward to as a get 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, make for our foremost full day as a matrimonial 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 trip. We checked several locus on the net before deciding on St. Augustine, to a lesser extent than two day drive down in Everglade State. I booked a bundle online and we spent most of the day getting ready. I checked our golf bags, made sure we had heap of balls and glove, gassed up the X5. Marie packed the suitcases—golf clothes, bathing suits, sunscreen, and even some semiformal outfits in case we had the opportunity to go to a display, or maybe even a casino.

We rose ahead of time the following morning, stopped for a salutary breakfast at one of the many flapjack houses in Myrtle Beach then headed toward I-95 via Firenze. We drove all day, finishing in Brunswick, Georgia, less than thirty instant from the Sunshine State boundary line. We ate dinner in a barbeque eatery we both found delightful. The interior was a schmaltzy faux-western motif, but the solid food was plentiful and inexpensive. 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 bathroom, so I handled most of the driving the succeed day as we arrived in St. Saint Augustine in the other afternoon. We checked in and tried to book a round of golf that afternoon. Marie had rested all the way down from Peach State and was feeling very much better. We booked at the King and Bear, a form at the world Golf Village designed by Arnold Palmer and knave Jack William Nicklaus. We were paired with two men who laughed when they saw my very pregnant wife measure onto the first tee. We introduced ourselves and tee up off, Marie opting for the senior men's teeing ground rather than the women's. I smoked my driving about 295 chiliad down the right middle while they hit about 210 and 220. Marie stroked her clump more than 225 railyard, also down the middle. Their laughing ended immediately when Marie hit a wedge to within ten feet of the golf hole and putted out for a par ; I also had a par. Marie had two birdies and ten bogey. I had three birdies and five bogy, so when we finished Marie had shot a very respectable 80 ; I had a 74, only two solidus 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 outstanding biz, how long have you been playing ?"Marie responded honestly,"George III introduced me to the secret plan about two months ago. I really enjoy it—we free rein three or four times a week, although not for too lots longer unfortunately."I thought the Guy were going to choke on their beer—nobody plays that well after only a couple of month, but Marie I had learned was a awful innate athlete.

We had a wonderful vacation—well, to be honest, every day is a holiday for us. Still, it was great to get away. We played golf, swam in the fond ocean and even spent a day deep sea sportfishing. Yes, Marie out-fished me again, catching a sailfish and a bull dolphinfish while I got skunked, losing three fish near the boat ! When we got back home Marie couldn't waiting to tell the Benjamin Thompson about the stumble, her majuscule golfing, and how she beat me fishing. That dark 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 hold every time we went fishing."Of trend, I was teasing her and she knew it, but, playing along, she began to pout until I pulled her into a hot osculation. Breaking it I whispered,"You know I love eating your pussy. We don't need a silly bet."I kissed her again and made my journeying down to her tasty cunt. I made respective detour, stopping at each delightful breast where I licked my way around each bumpy areola and her concentrated hot pap. Next I kissed and licked her omphalos and all around her vain stomach before moving between her legs. I raised and separated her ramification as I applied my lingua to her labia, licking up one incline and down the other. I pushed her legs up so I could knead her tit which were now at least a double-D and pinch her nipples. I licked Marie's slit, soaking up her juice on my tongue.

I had played with Marie so far, getting her hot, but ignoring her clitoris. From my advantage full stop I could see it poking from its thug, red and hard and engorged. I tongue fucked Marie, ramming my spit deep into her hole. Marie was panting, her breathing guerilla, when I finally relented, taking her clit into my mouth, sucking it between my tooth. She grabbed my head, almost pulling my hair out as her passion overcame her. When I licked and sucked in plus to the placate biting I had begun Marie exploded, bathing my facial expression as she squirted several times. I dropped her leg and climbed up the bed to join her. I expected her to be drained—exhausted—from her sexual exertions, but, instead, she began to lick and kiss her interjection from my typeface. We fell asleep shortly after.


CHAPTER 18

The summer was uneventful. We continued to recreate golf almost until Labor Day when her doctor suggested she take it easy her final month. We still fished several times a hebdomad and I gladly ate her tasty kitty every time she beat me, which was often. We continued fucking right up until working class Day weekend. We used cowgirl and doggy almost exclusively now—it was just so much light with her belly enlarged to hold not one but two babies. It was Friday night, just before bed when I kneeled behind her. I slowly pushed and was almost completely in when I heard her cry out in hurting. I pulled out immediately."Go ahead, George I, it's not too bad. I can take it."

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

Marie turned around and I could see the look of finding in her face,"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 cock into her hot wet back talk. Using her mouth and knife she fucked me to a spectacular sexual climax. It was all she could do to swallow my total freight.

Tuesday, Sept 8th, was a day I'll never forget. I played golf game with a men's league at a nearby club. I eagled their renowned 679-yard par six with a 300-yard drive, a 230-yard fairway club, and a lob wedge to within XV feet of the hole. It was a prospicient twisting putting with a double recess. The lump died just as it fell into the fix. I couldn't time lag to severalise Marie ! I joined my comrade golfers for lunch and a few beers before driving home. Parking my Porsche in the garage I walked in calling,"Marie…Marie I'm home."I was surprised there was no answer. I looked in the support way and bedroom for her before checking the room we'd set up for our twins—still no Marie. I returned toward the kitchen. My oculus went big as saucers, my heart in my throat—Marie lay on the floor in a pocket-size puddle of blood."MARIE !, I shouted. I checked her pulse—it was regular but imperfect. I grabbed the headphone and called 911. While I waited for an answer I opened the gate and the garage door with my remote control. I sat on the storey to cradle Marie's foreland in my lap. The pinch operator took my information as I tried unsuccessfully to remain calm.

After breaking the connection I phoned her physician who told me to have got her taken to Myrtle Beach's chiliad fibril hospital where she'd meet us. Finally, after what seemed to be an interminable wait, I could hear Delilah approach. The initiative was a Sheriff's deputy. For some reason I pushed my security remote control after he gave me a suspect face. It proved to be a good conclusion. He shoved me out of the way which I wouldn't have minded if he did anything to help oneself Marie, but he didn't. He just waited for several arcminute doing nothing but keeping me away from my love until the EMT's arrived. I told them that her accoucheur wanted her to go to Vinca minor Beach, and they left immediately. I went to keep an eye on but was detained by the deputy. Shortly thereafter, two detectives entered and began interrogating me—a defendant in a domestic abuse case ! I patiently explained what had happened, even showing them my pro shop class receipt and a gas receipt from a purchase I'd made on the way home. No thing what I said, no affair 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 Hades off my prop. If you arrest me be prepared to distribute with my attorney. I have plenty of money and I can afford the best lawyer in the state."The police detective's reply was to punch me in the stomach.

"Listen, arse, there's nothing you can do. We're in control here, not you. Who would believe you, anyway ? It would just be your Word of God against ours—two highly well-thought-of policeman of the law."

"You think so ? My Scripture against yours ? supposition again—this whole sequence is on picture, so who's the prick now ? See these little cameras in the roof ? 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 caller has the evidence and the only way you'll ever get it is with my permission, and that's never going to happen."I got up and walked out the door. On the way I yelled,"I'm setting the consternation now. If you don't get out in one instant the alarm 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 speed limit. I got to the hospital in just over forty minutes.

Running into the emergency room I learned that Marie had been taken to surgery and that Dr. Jonnson was with her. I was told to sit, but how could I ? I paced for several hours. I couldn't believe that I had been brought back from the dead for this. Was this someone's idea of a puke prank ? Eventually, to a greater extent than two hours later, Dr. Jonnson found me."You can relax, Mr. Shaw, everything is OK."I thought I'd collapse so I put my hand against the rampart to stabilize myself."Marie,"the Doctor continued,"is in elbow room 227. She's going to be fine. I had to learn the baby by C-section to redeem them as well as your wife. They're in incubators but they're healthy and should be out in about two weeks once we have their body weight up within normal argument. Marie will be unconscious for a few hours yet so you may want to get something to eat."

"If it's all the same to you, physician, I want to be with her."Dr. Jonnson pointed me in the direction of her room. I found Marie with a bunch of tubes in her and monitors tracking her vital organ. I took a chairwoman, sat down, and prayed. I sat there well into the night when Marie stirred slightly. I took her deal, kissing and stroking it gently. She didn't open her eyes but I would have sworn she squeezed me back. I prayed some more. Finally, around eleven Marie opened her heart, turned her head, and smiled at me weakly. I kissed her hand again and pulled the cord for the nurse. I was amazed to see Dr. Jonnson respond.

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

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

I kissed Marie's frontal bone as I explained."Dr. Jonnson had to submit them by cesarean delivery so your abdomen will be sore for a while. They're in incubator and will be, she says, for about two week until she's sure they can sustain themselves. You're all going to be just fine."

"Did I hear some pig at the house ? I thought I heard mortal giving you a firmly time."

"Yes, for some grounds 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 commencement surrogate gave me a funny, kind of an accusatory, feeling when he came in. I turned on the alarm organization's video. The tec got a footling rough with me, even threatening me, but all that will be on record. I'm going to contact an lawyer about suing and maybe prosecuting them. Idiots like that don't belong on a police force force. But, right now I don't want you getting too excited. Go back to slumber and I'll visit our small fry. Then I'll come back so I'll be with you when you wake up."

"What sentence is it now, George IV ?"

"Just a little after eleven, so go to sleep."I kissed her os frontale again and turned to leave, but Marie held my hand.

"George, if I know you there's null in your stomach. You haven't eaten any dinner, have you ?"When I shook my chief she continued,"It won't do any of us any well if you get throw up, will it ?"I shook my question again, but before I could go away Marie pulled me down for a kiss."I love you, George,"she whispered just before falling again to kip. I kissed her back and left, but not before thanking God for all my blessings.


CHAPTER 19

The only affair I could ascertain overt at that time of day was a Wendy's a couple of miles away. I ordered at the drive through window then parked in the lot to eat as quickly as I could. I knew deep within myself that there was no rationality to rush but I couldn't service myself—I had to get back to the infirmary ! I finished off the burger and took off, eating the repose of the shaver and drink as I drove. The traffic was light at that hour but I stayed under the limit all the way. It was only seventy two mental block but it seemed an infinity. I was relieved when I finally parked in the lot and jogged back into the hollow hall. A security guard tried to stop me but I told him I still had two twins to see. He smiled and pointed me toward the greenhouse. I stood outdoors, staring at the two occupied incubators. Even at this hr there was a nurse on duty. I was incredibly grateful. I thought I had just found another worthwhile charity for my money. From what I could see my minor's heartbeat and breathing 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 windowpane, asking through deal signals which one was mine. I traced letter of the alphabet 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 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 intact clip. Marie stirred just after eight ; I could see she was in pain, no uncertainty from her dent. I called for the nurse as I leaned over to hug and kiss my making love. For the first clock time in the past 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 infant early this morning. They seem to be doing fine."I told her about my"conversation"with the nurse and I was relieved to actually see her grin. It turned to a frown when she looked beyond me. How she knew these men were the two idiot detectives I will never make love. I excused myself, walked past them, and laughed,"Good luck, you're going to ask it. My married woman can be a Panthera tigris when she's aroused."

They were in the room to a lesser extent than ten minute of arc and when they left they walked veracious past me without saying a tidings. They may have been finished with me, but I definitely wasn't finished with them—not by a prospicient shot !

Marie recovered quickly ; she was Loretta Young and healthy and strong. Just after noon the stave allowed her to chat our children. We were given robe and surgical masquerade party as well as masking for my shoes. We couldn't take the babies from the incubator, but we did get a great up-close look. Marie did agree—they were tiny !

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

When I got home sleep was far from my thoughts. 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 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 theatre so I phoned him for advice. I wanted a top lawyer, but not a local one who might be intimidated by the Sheriff. He said he'd call me back.

An time of day later I took a call from capital of North Carolina, the state capital. It was the aged partner of a major law firm—a real clayey batsman. We spoke for almost an hour ; I retained him and forwarded the video to him for review. Several Day later he called again. We definitely had both a firm civil and condemnable case. I told him to do whatever was necessary.

Marie came home three Day later. I had to avail her into the business firm and I made her promise 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 well-situated on the lounge, brought her a small mantle so she'd be warm and gave her a pile of cartridge holder. 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 sneak away when she stopped me,"Not so fast, Mister Shaw—over here now,"she said pointing to a spot next to her. I sat and she took my hand."Remember,"she continued,"I'm not get to of trash ; 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 make a motion around. I promise you I won't over exercise myself."She leaned forward to buss me. It was long and scented and supply ship. She wrapped her yearn clapper around mine. Marie stroked my nerve as we kissed, so I reached around her to gently draw out her finisher."That's the idea,"she whispered as she placed my manus on her titty. I slowly massaged her, loving the increased size of it and weight of her terrific mammary. She pushed my psyche down to her swollen nipple, urging me to suckle. Her strong milk trickled into my mouth."They gave me a tit pump with instructions to use it three or four times a day, but I had a in effect mind ! Wouldn't you agree ?


CHAPTER 21

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

V days after returning home I took Marie to Dr. Jonnson's place to birth 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 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 hurt me. But I need to find you within me—it makes me sense 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 scratch. I got hard in a world record time. Grasping me firmly she pulled me into her ; I stayed perfectly still—OK, not"PERFECTLY distillery ;"I just moved a lilliputian bit, enough to energize her. When she moaned several sentence 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 detectives along with Marie's dethronement to the state law. He told me they were extremely interested in prosecuting the case—there was a long history of complaints against the Sheriff and his staff. He also filed a twenty million dollar law suit against the county and the Sheriff's office. Thus, I was surprised when I answered a call from the logic gate announcing a visit from the man himself—the Sheriff had come to visit. I turned on the television scheme just before opening the door.

He came right to the point—the lawsuit was going to make his bureau aspect 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 image car of yours can attract a lot of unwanted attending. It could get so bad that you'll never want to provide your house. And, who knows what might happen to your wife and those two little babies once they come home from the hospital -- just a picayune something for you to think about. I take literal good care of my boy and those two who were here are two of my best."He turned, walked out, and left. I watched his car leave. Five min 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 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 computer. He was smiling ear to ear by the clip the show finished. I gave him a copy DVD, telling him the original was for my lawyer. Three days later all three, the Sheriff and the two idiot investigator, were arrested on a long list of heraldic bearing. It turned out that they were all under investigating for a assortment of bearing including corruption, graft, theft, witness intimidation, and Sir Thomas More things than I can list here. A week later the county lawyer contacted my attorney about settling the causa. The pursuit morning Marie and I brought our two nestling home base. All was well in the world.


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