I initially wrote and posted this, the final part of this fib, several twelvemonth ago, but it seems to experience gone missing. A reader pointed that out to me, asking me to repost. I do n't recall of this as my best story, but it is trade good if you like soupy romantic sex and spate of it. Parts 1 and 2 can be found in my lean of stories. The loose way to do that is to click on `` author 's listing '' and then to click on `` Number of Stories. '' I 'm about the tenth one from the top of the list. Thanks for reading. Sr. Longo


CHAPTER 14

I had proposed to Marie, my four months meaning buff, at the beach on Sat of commemoration Day weekend. I had a short help—an advertising banner -- pulled by a plane -- that said in magnanimous red capital letter,"MARIE testament YOU MARRY ME ?"Marie looked at the banner for almost thirty seconds before turning to look at me. Then she looked back at the streamer and when she turned back to me again I was on one knee joint in the time-honoured proposal pose. When Marie kissed me I produced a box with her annulus, a 2.5 carat solitaire in a atomic number 78 setting. We were both shaking like nervous kids on their first date as I placed it on her hand. All this had been observed by a large group of"golf game widows"-women left alone by hubby 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 crowd attracted others in the area and soon we were surrounded by more than fifty well-wishers. We finally escaped when I grabbed Marie's deal and led her to the water. Being early in the season it was cold by local anesthetic standards, but the wave were little due to a grit bar perhaps five hundred G out and an offshore zephyr from the northwest. Marie exclaimed how low temperature the weewee was, but she never let go of my hired hand or turned back to shore. When we were chest of drawers deep we held each other close."I love you,"I told her. In reply she pulled me in for a hot kiss punctuated by an occasional salty intrusion from a passing waving. Marie laughed into my sass the first clock time it happened, but she kept her long unattackable tongue wrapped around mine.

I was concentrating on the kiss so I didn't immediately distinguish her hand running up the leg of my suit. Marie giggled into the kiss when she took my manhood into her hand."I thought coldness water was supposed to ready it wither. Why are you so big and gruelling, George ?"

"I think you know very well why I'm hard, you sexy minx ! Now that you have me, what are your purpose ? Gon na yank me off or have it away me here in front of hundreds of people ?"

"Neither, George, but I do want to see what's in store for me when we get dwelling, and I really like what I'm notion 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 hired hand in hand. Back at our chair I grabbed a towel and dried Marie's spectacular consistence. I dried my own while she put on her shirt and shoes. I began to gather our professorship, umbrella, and cooler and, with a Wave to the group of woman, we were gone. I had barely started the car when Marie had her hand up the leg of my bathing costume 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 spare. Leaning across the console Marie swallowed me in a single gulp. Her tongue ran dress circle around my helmet before licking up and down my shaft."Mmmm, a little piquant than convention, but just as yummy…I beloved sucking on your putz, George."She attacked it with renewed Energy Department and vigor as her chief bobbed up and down. She was seriously getting to me as I crossed the nosepiece back to the mainland. I really had to concentrate to restrain the SUV in the midpoint of the lane. I pulled to the side of the highway just before cumming deep into Marie's pharynx. It proved a honorable move as I saw a police car a few hundred yards behind me. Being pulled over for fickle drive from Marie's mouth would take in been the finis affair I'd need. I shuddered several sentence just before spewing hot cum into her mouth and throat. Using that delicious spit she wiped me make clean, tucked me back into my courting and resumed her seat next to me, seemingly the modelling of decorum.

When I drove into our driveway we noticed our neighbors—Ray and Brenda Homer Armstrong Thompson and their three girls—in their back up thou. The Count Rumford are great people, but when it came to naming their daughter they clearly weren't very creative. Brenda is tall—about five foot ten and slenderize ; Ray isn't much taller but goes at least 240 pounding. Fortunately, the girls all take after Brenda. Tracey, 18, just graduated from our topical anesthetic high schoolhouse. She is the mirror image of her mom, except with slightly bombastic tits, I'm guessing B-cups. She came on to me before I brought Marie home with me, but since then she has looked up to Marie like a big sister or close confidant. Then there's Stacey ( see what I mean ? ) who's XVI and going into 11th ground level. trust it or not, she came on to me, too, jumping into my lap at a St. Saint Patrick's Day company and grinding her ass into my cock while looking into my heart and smiling at me at the like time. She's about five understructure seven, rail thin with A-cups, but quite the hot looking slight package who flirts openly with anyone carrying a dick in their pants regardless of their age. Finally, was Lacey, 14, the bounteous flirt of all, and only in ninth grad. All three little girl were born in mid-December which must have meant that Brenda attended some savage St. Pat's party when she was younger.

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

"Yep,"replied Marie, hiding her handwriting and ring. ‘ George wanted to go and I'm really glad I did. We saw one of those planing machine pulling a standard and you'll never guess what it said."I looked at Brenda and the girls ; I could see that they were paying close tending. Marie ended the suspense by jumping up and down as she yelled,"Marie will you marry me ?"She whipped her handwriting from behind her back to show her ring. Now there is no defective sight than seeing five female jumping up and down in solemnization so I turned away to convey a can of beer from Ray who greeted me with,"About ass sentence, George, I thought she'd have your wholly family before you got around to it."He gave me a playful poke 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 ?"

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

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

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

Before Brenda could answer Marie suggested,"Tracey, I'm going to take a maid of honor. Interested ?"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 wooing and I joined her in the exhibitor. In our excitation the wet suits had gotten us chilled and I didn't want Marie to get spue as a result. I held her close, rubbing her tegument as we luxuriated in the steamy water. I took the soap, rubbing it over Marie's perfective skin. I washed her back and adjoin cheeks before running my fingers up and down her pass."This is really significant,"I told her seriously,"We wouldn't want any sand getting in the ill-timed shoes, 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 sand right now, especially if I get to use it the way I'm mentation. Use plenty of scoop on my asshole, George. Then let's wash off your prick really well, too."I knew when to follow directions so I soaped up Marie's fine butt hollow then moved it to my stopcock. I turned to see Marie bend over and get hold of her mortise joint."Go ahead, George, I'm not going to break, you know."

Marie braced herself against the exhibitioner paries as I stepped behind her, my rock hard cock poised at her anus. I soaped again—both organs—and pushed. Slowly my cock forced its way into her tight dark cavern. Once in Marie pushed back against my trespass. Her closely sphincter gripped my cock like vise-like fingerbreadth squeezing and constricting my electronic organ. The resistance was unbelievable, so tight the loose skin on my stopcock remained stationary in the strong circular brawn, with only the hard tissue within actually moving as Marie drove me to an incredible orgasm."Fuck me, George. Fuck me difficult,"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 cabbage her clit, but she found out quickly enough when my fingerbreadth touched her punishing hot little button. I used my nails to gravel it while I rammed two fingers into her bitch in search of her G-spot. I knew I was getting close—the only reasonableness I hadn't cum yet was Marie's wonderful blowjob less than an hr ago. I felt her ass Begin to spasm as her pussy clenched around my finger ; her sexual climax was coming on impregnable. Marie's trunk was going through a series of growing tremors. On and on they went building to a crescendo before ebbing suddenly. It was at that breaker point that I thrust forcefully into her as my semen jetted deep into her bowel. Marie began to crash as my orgasm continued ; I held her up until I was too exhausted to keep. I eased her down to sit in my lap, my cock still in her ass, the hot body of water still cascading over our bodies.


CHAPTER 15

We sat there together for what seemed an 60 minutes as we recovered."damn, George II, that was some incredible orgasm,"Marie finally said when she had recovered. My pecker had softened at endure and slipped out of her beautiful ass. Cum drained all over my legs. I struggled to my invertebrate foot, pulling Marie up with me as we finally finished our cascade. I dried Marie lovingly, taking clip to pat dry every part of her luscious body, before drying myself. Marie pointed to the clock—we should sustain been back at the Thompson's by now so we dressed hurriedly, Marie tying her damp pilus into a ponytail as we walked out the door.

Ray and Brenda greeted us warmly once again and the girls all wanted to a greater extent details on the proposal of marriage. Ray, in his usual sarcastic manner commented on the length of our shower."Geez, forty-five proceedings for two showers—you must hold some hot water heater,"was what he said, but what he meant had more to do with the sex he suspected we'd had than any cleanup that had occurred. Not to be outstrip I replied,"Forty-five minutes—one shower, Ray !"I took a beer and walked away leaving him to get out his own conclusions.

It was almost clock time for dinner so we all had to give Ray our order of magnitude ; the adults all had burgers, the miss, hot dogs. There was also a delightful tossed green salad, some homemade potato salad, and slaw. We enjoyed the solid food and the company and the conversation. It was amusing to hear to the girls fantasize about our forthcoming wedding ; it was not amusing, however, when Stacey ran her hired hand up my leg shortly after dinner party. We said our sayonara shortly before nine pleading enfeeblement from our day at the beach. The exclusively negative came just after dinner when Marie withdrew from the conversation.

Her mood continued at home as we undressed, showered again, and made our way to bed, naked as usual. I lay on my left side with Marie spooned in social movement of me. I put my arm over her, pulling her even closer. I loved the cutaneous senses of Marie's skin and experiencing it from head to toe was something I looked forward to every night. We lay in quiet for almost 30 transactions when I heard the bare susurration,"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 make up the nerve."

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

"I'm afraid when I finish you're going to hate me."I rubbed my cock into her cunt ; 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 cock and listening with my ears."I made my initial jab, driving almost six inches into her silken pussy.

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

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

"George IV, I have to confess…I lied to you. Our unit relationship is based on a lie !"She started to cry, the bastard wracking her dead body. 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 await at me."When I met you at your apartment you gave me the impression you were a unprovoked woman. Just the opposite word is true, isn't it ?"

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

"It was easygoing, Marie. Wanton adult female use sex all the time—not only at home, but at piece of work, shopping…everywhere. You never once used your sexuality at work, did you ?"Marie shook her head and sniffed ; I could just seduce it out in the duskiness."And, your bustier was stain new—it still had the tag on the backrest. 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 V, but the genuine me is timid, tame, and shy."I took her head in my hands as I resumed fucking her,"Ooohhh…George…that feels so dear. I love when you fuck me."

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

"Umm…no, St. George. Ohhhhhhhh…."

"wealthy person you been spiritless or shy ?"

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

"Yes, it does feel terrific, but to keep on -- why are people mild, timid, or shy, Marie ?"

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

"Right, so why aren't you timid or shy with me ? Because you're not afraid, Marie ; doesn't that tell you something about our relationship ? You're not afraid because you love and trust me just as lots as I love and trust you. You didn't lie to me, Marie…a little fib, maybe, but I knew all about it the entire prison term. There was no reason to tell apart 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 puss. I knew when I did that there was a probability you'd become pregnant and I did it anyway—willingly…eagerly ! It might have been a problem if you had used your maternity to play tricks me into marrying you, but you sent me away -- remember ? I made the decision to come back and I haven't regretted that for even a mo. I had a hunch you were meaning. That's why I asked you about it and do it what ? I am thrilled—ecstatic—about it. I can't wait to espouse you. Now can we stop all this talking and get back to the fucking ?"

Marie obviously agreed. She pushed me over onto my back so she'd be in reverse cowgirl on my cock. Planting her feet on the bed Marie began to turn me, bending my cock in her fuddled tunnel. Faster and immobile she forced my stopcock into and out of her cunt. She was working hard for me and I wanted to assist her. I reached around with both blazon so I could attack her steaming button with both hands. Marie groaned as I massaged her button with my fingers. I couldn't admit back and neither could she. Our discussion had been a katharsis for her, lifting a weight, even though it was an imaginary one, from her berm. 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 seed from her as it was squeezed out of her cunt with every thrust 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 ‘ evildoing'on one condition—that you never again let something get so serious without telling me what's on your mind, and, in return, I promise the Lapplander to you. Is it a pile ?"

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

"Marie, I'm the lucky one here. On a graduated table of one to ten you have to be at least a fifteen. You're beautiful, sexy, intelligent, and Thomas More incredibly, you actually jazz me. Let's face it—on that Saame scale I'm probably no to a greater extent than a five or six."

"Now it's my turn to chew out. There's much more to a soul than good looking, although in my opinion you're far Sir Thomas More than adequate in that department. I consider myself lucky to possess you, but in the interestingness of preserving our relationship I will concede that we're both very lucky. Now let me clean your cock for you then we'll get some rest. Marie pushed me onto my back to lick my cock clean. Her recollective tongue circled my helmet before moving down to my shaft. She licked up from the theme cleansing me with every stroke, but she had another effect, too. Every time her tongue touched me I got harder and harder. When she finished I could just pretend out the gleam in her violet centre."St. George, just looking at 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, dreadful someone, Marie Shaw. I can hardly wait until we're married so you'll stop all this ugly nooky and let me get some sleep."

Marie laughed and laughed,"George, I'm never going to quit fuck you. You'd intimately get into the habit of taking a nap in the good afternoon, although I may fuck you then, too."She rubbed my tool up and down her prick and when it was wet enough she slowly lowered herself until she was completely impaled. Leaning down to snog me she whispered,"George, I'll never tyre of this feel, of you filling me and stretching my pussy walls. You make my all body tingle—and then it gets so a lot better."Her tongue penetrated my mouth, wrapping itself around mine as she began to rock. My hard-on felt like it was granite, yet she bent it like a garden hose. Her friction was intense as she moved us to mutual paradise. Marie worked like a woman possessed. Our bodies were covered in sweat ; our sheets were a mint. Even though I had cum only minutes ago I wasn't going to death long under Marie's onslaught—and neither was she. Her respiration had changed ; it was shoal and rapid, her centre were glassy. I'd never seen a woman fuck like Marie was fucking. She reminded me of a male dog on his cunt until she suddenly exploded in a powerful sexual climax that shook her dead body like a leaf in a hurricane. Marie screamed at the top of her lungs as the orgasm ruled over her. Her reaction was all it took for me to cum my fourth time in just a few minute. It wasn't as muscular as Marie's—how could it be after cumming only minute of arc earlier—but it was sensory as I poured what seemed like a gallon of cum up into her wonderful pussy only to take in it run back down onto me. When she collapsed on my chest I held her close, smothering her grimace in tender kisses.

Several minutes later we had recovered enough to reel arm-in-arm to the shower where we cleaned each former 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 mantle, and climbed in to fall asleep in endorsement, Marie's torso draped over mine.


CHAPTER 16

Not surprisingly we slept in the be morning, not waking until almost ten. Marie insisted on a hanker tongue-laden kiss which I welcomed despite my morning breathing spell, something that Marie had oddly never objected to. We rose, relieved ourselves, and retired to the CRT screen porch for a continental breakfast of succus, coffee, side muffins, butter and jam. We sat there naked, enjoying the tender weather and the light breeze until we heard Brenda calling us.

Marie scurried in for gown and returned only seconds before Brenda appeared at the screenland door. She gave us a knowing flavour but tactfully said aught, inquiring instead about Marie's health,"Ray and I were concerned close 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 terminal night—the exhilaration of the day, perhaps, but George put me to bed last night and took really good tutelage of me so I got a nifty night's eternal rest and I feel marvelous today. In fact, I was going to ask George IV to take me fishing later."We chatted for a while before Brenda excused herself."I really would like to go sportfishing, George. Can we ?"

I pulled up my laptop to tick off the tide. We would fish for flounder by drifting in the inlet and the right time for that would start two hours before high tide and end two after. The tide was projected for 4:13 p.m. in the inlet so we had plenty of time to set. I suggested we leave the dock around 1:30 so we'd be on station by 2:00. All I had to do was check the minnow traps at the end of the dock. We threw on shorts and tee shirt and walked down the wharf. I had two traps here for capturing mud minnows—prime bait for flounder ( fluke for you from the northeast ). I found several dozen sound specimens so we'd have plenty. I returned to Marie on the Bench design on returning to the house. Marie patted the seat so I joined her as she put her hand to the backrest of my head, pulling me into a long tender and loving osculation. She broke the kiss several minutes later, mouthing the words,"Thank you."My answer was simple—I pulled her back into another long howling kiss.

We returned to the business firm later than I had planned, but was I complaining ? No way ! I went to the garage for our rods and fishing tackle. I put a doughnut and sweetener on each rod. I planned to add four—the more lines in the water the better our luck of actually catching something, although we'd have a salutary metre together even if we didn't. I loaded everything into the boat, checked the gas, made sure the drain chaw was in place, and put about three dozen mud minnows into the hold up well with five Imperial gallon of water. I lowered the hoist so the sauceboat was in the water just as Marie arrived with our cooler with drinkable and sandwiches for our dinner. On an impulse we returned to the house for our swimming suits—just in pillow slip the fishing was really easy. We left for the inlet only fifteen instant behind schedule.

The weather conditions were almost ideal—low but uniform winds. There were a lot of boats in the area, but most of them were parked along hiss Island just as ours was on our showtime trip-up here. I drove us almost two-thirds of the way out by the groyne before starting our first drift. I used my depth view finder to keep cartroad of the bottom, something I found useful although Marie thought it silly."Just put your sweetener in the water and pray—that's my philosophy,"she'd told me almost every sentence we fished. Unfortunately, she usually caught more than and crowing Pisces than I did so there was no convincing her that scientific discipline had played a piece in her destiny. Today proved to be no exclusion. We had drifted for less than five second when she got the first strike. Marie played the fish patiently before setting the hook trench. I watched her rod curve 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 worldly concern seemed to be stealing the bait of hapless fishermen. Using my plier I twisted the hook free allowing the homely critter to go down back into the H2O. I re-baited Marie's hook ; she had it back into the pee in seconds.

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

"All right, define better and what bet ?"

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

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

"OK, more keeper and succeeder gets a blowjob from the loser."I had to laugh—how could I misplace ?

"You have a bet !"I leaned in to seal it with a long hot candy kiss. I broke it a second later to react to a unattackable strike on my rod. I waited five endorsement to set the draw before I slowly pulled in a big flounder—a four pounder that had pulled my drag out respective times before exhausting itself in my net. Three More times I pulled in a in force sized flounder while Marie sat by idly. The Pisces the Fishes disappeared when the tide turned—neither of us got even a chomp between 4:20 and 5:15, but around 5:30 Marie got a hard ten-strike. 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 Pisces the Fishes, but it was hardly something we'd want to keep. Marie had caught a twenty dollar bill pound bonnet-head shark. Using my knife she cut the leader and the Pisces the Fishes slipped below the water.

"OK, George, I concede. You win the bet."I folded up the rods, released the remaining mud Phoxinus phoxinus, and headed for shoring to delight our dinner. I anchored in about eight understructure of water supply on the sheltered side of the island. I hosed down the boat, removing any stemma or slime while Marie retrieved our sandwiches, some pickles, and two rump of powdered ginger ale. In addition to alcohol, Marie was told to limit her inhalation of caffeine—one cup of coffee daily was her limit.

I enjoyed my sandwich immensely ; something about eating on the water always gave me a corking 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 dessert and your reward. skilful fishing, my love."She reached carefully for my cock which had hardened dramatically in the past few seconds. It pulsed with every heartbeat in the open air. Marie leaned in to teasingly lick the pre-cum from my tip, maintaining eye contact every second. Her violet eyes shone like asterisk in the dark as she swallowed my manhood is a single gulp—all eight-plus column inch disappearing into her throat in a split second. She backed off for a endorsement, smiling as she told me,"I'm glad I lost the bet, George, but I have another confession—I spent half the fourth dimension fishing without lure. I wanted to lose ; I wanted to imbibe your cock, but, more than that, I wanted to do it here, in the open, where there is a hazard of being discovered and seen."

Then she went to form on me. Oh, did she go to work on me ! She inhaled my cock, sucking me like a vacuum sporty. I could see the indentations in her impertinence as I slid into her mouth. My tool popped from the suck when she released me. All the spell that magnificent tongue was washing me from tip to found. 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 of drawers could receive the final bang. She rubbed the gummy fluid all over the tops of her firm breasts. It was a view to make me want to cum again—if only it was possible ! wait until we got home tonight !

Marie rose, ripped off her gravy holder shoes, and dove over the side. Even almost five months pregnant she was lithe and athletic. She surfaced smiling and waving for me to fall in her. I dove in, catching her half-way to shore. I pulled her under, turned her around and into an underwater buss as I groped around for her pussy. I pulled her suit aside, probing her pussy with my fingers while she untied my trunks, pulled them down, and stroked me rapidly to my to the full severity. She broke the kiss, surfaced, and lay back to float, making her cunt fully accessible to my raging hard-on. All I had to do was pull her ending to me and I slid straight into her clenching cunt. Her weightlessness in the piddle made for some new and rattling sensations. I wrapped her legs around my shank 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 orbit in which I had anchored was as deserted as was the sea beach where we had made love when I had first brought Marie home with me almost a month ago. We freely expressed our love for each other—Marie meeting me when I thrust forward as I adjusted my stature 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 Wave in the water supply. Had anyone been nearby they would give noticed for surely Marie's orgasmic seventh heaven. Finally, she lay still, floating easily in the pee until she raised her head."What about you, George VI ? I want you to cum, you know."

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


CHAPTER 17

Tuesday forenoon was a crystal absolved day with the temperature in the low eighties, the sky Carolinas blue, punctuated with the periodic fluffy cumulus cloud. Marie and I walked into townsfolk Marguerite Radclyffe Hall for our permission at 9:05 exactly. The whole process took us about forty minutes, mainly because we shared the same last epithet. We had to sign on affidavits stating that we were not blood relation. We returned home elated. Marie went following threshold to visit with Brenda ; they were almost prepare even though we wouldn't have to allow for for another four hr. The girls, she told me later, were all walking around with curler in their hair. I thought that went out in the sixties, but what did I know about charwoman's fashions or pattern. Marie told Brenda that we would pack all of them out for dinner that evening to celebrate. She was as aflutter as a cat in a rocking chairperson store when she returned base. I made her lie down and take a breather, but she refused unless I joined her. I lay on my back and pulled Marie to me. Her forefront was on my chest, her arm across my body, her leg over mine so her pussy pressed against my second joint. I kissed her head, inhaling the aroma of her hair as I massaged her neck. I could feel her heart pulse ease and soon it was back to convention. We rested there for to a greater extent than an 60 minutes until Marie told me she had to pee, a slope issue of her pregnancy. She told me it would get spoiled as she neared full phase of the moon term.

We ate a leisurely lunch 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 sleeping accommodation. We joined them fifteen minutes later, walked in hand-in-hand, and waited until three o'clock. We were invited in only five moment after. Standing before the justness 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 chuckle and she seemed to loose a bit more. When the Justice appeared we told him we had our own vows so he stepped back.

"Marie, there was a time when we were apart and it was the sinister part of my spirit, 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 sparkle. Being with you is everything I could ever give birth 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 consequence of my day, you bring meaning to my life. Will you marry me, love and cherish me, forever ?"

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

Then Marie continued,"George, I used to be a faint mouse, afraid of my own shadow, afraid of men and passion. Then I met you and you gave me self-assurance and strength with your erotic love. Your dear has made me the cleaning lady 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 have it away me for the ease of my living ?"

Looking directly into Marie's beautiful violet oculus, I replied,"I will, Marie, and longer. I will fuck and honor you forever."

Ray handed me the rings. I placed Marie's—a atomic number 78 ring with XX epithelial duct set baseball diamond -- on her finger. Neither of us was shaking or nervous. Marie took my ring—a platinum dance band with a single channel set rhomb -- and without breaking our eye liaison placed it on my finger's breadth. 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 loving candy kiss yet. We broke it only when the Justice said,"I now pronounce you man and wife."We turned to leave and observe Tracey bawling like a babe. Beyond her Stacey and Lacey joined her. I looked at Ray and he only shrugged as if to say,"char !"

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

We returned plate around nine after a grand Italian meal at a PM restaurant just up the route in Ocean islet. I stopped Marie in the garage, picking her up to carry her over the threshold as newly married twosome have done for generation. 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 conceive how beautiful you are, Marie. You're just as beautiful on the inside as you are on the surface, and that's nothing less than spectacular."I kissed and massaged her animal foot, losing my own clothes as I moved up her leg. Her thighs were like silk, incredibly sonant and placid. She had just trimmed her easygoing feathery bush so her labia seemed more pronounced, more puff up than they were, if possible. Marie was leaking pussy juice at an unbelievable rate ; I leaned in to sample her ambrosia. It tasted so wonderful—sweet and musky, laden with the essence of her gender. Slowly I penetrated her wet velvet tunnel with my tongue. In a few seconds I began to tongue fuck her while I stimulated her button with my upper berth teeth and finger. Marie gripped my head, her fingers deep in my hair as she pulled me into her kitty-cat."Ohhhh…George…ohhhhh…ohhhhh…ahhhhh,"Marie gasped as her first orgasm took control of her. She trembled and shook as her body was coated in sweat. Finally, it passed and Marie's breathing became deeper and more regular.

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

"Of path, my love ; I live to fuck you. I love fucking you. Just lie there and let me influence 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 buss me passionately, pushing her tongue into my backtalk, wrapping it around mine in an look of her love and lecherousness. Breaking the candy kiss, Marie really went to act upon on my putz, rocking furiously and bending my strong pecker as she drove us to a outstanding culmination. Faster and faster she went until we were both drenched in exertion, exhausted, but still in need of release. 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 gal 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 move. We fell asleep with Marie atop me, my shrinking hammer just slipping from her pussy as cum drained onto my abdomen, peg, balls, and ultimately, the blanket and sheets.

I woke to a hard tit being brushed over my lips. Keeping my eyes closed I licked around her ring of color and nipple before bringing it into my backtalk to suckle. My script found her early breast. I massaged and rubbed it roughly—urgently—until Marie moaned. She didn't speak other than to whisper how much she loved me. Then she lowered herself onto my sunrise forest. Her heating plant, as always, was incredible ; the density and grasp of her pussy on my cock, awesome. She placed her infantry on the mattress so she could heighten and come down on my cock. She lifted herself almost to the limitation of my dick then fell back again. Over and over Marie fucked me until I could feel a stirring in my loins. I reached up to rub and pinch her clit ; Marie responded by throwing her head back and arching her back. We came together—trembled together, didder together, and finally, collapsed together.

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

"Absolutely—at least, I hope so !"We laughed together, kissed, and headed for the shower where we cleansed each other, dried each other, and, eventually, dressed, set for our first full day as a matrimonial mates. 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 game slip. We checked several venue on the net before deciding on St. Augustine, less than two days drive down in Florida. I booked a software online and we spent most of the day getting fix. I checked our golf handbag, made sure we had plenty of balls and baseball mitt, gassed up the X5. Marie packed the suitcases—golf wearing apparel, bathing cause, sunblock, and even some semiformal getup in case we had the chance to go to a show, or maybe even a casino.

We rose former the come morning, stopped for a serious breakfast at one of the many pancake houses in myrtle Beach then headed toward I-95 via Florence. We drove all day, finishing in Brunswick, Georgia, less than 30 instant from the Florida border. We ate dinner in a barbeque restaurant we both found delightful. The Interior was a bathetic faux-western motif, but the food was bountiful and inexpensive. I used the"Smokin'Hot"sauce ; Marie used something a lot milder—she was having adequate trouble with heartburn as it was.

Marie had a difficult dark, waking often to use the toilet, so I handled almost of the driving the survey day as we arrived in St. Augustine in the former good afternoon. We checked in and tried to Word a troll of golf that good afternoon. Marie had rested all the way down from Georgia and was feeling much better. We booked at the male monarch and Bear, a course at the worldly concern golf game village designed by Matthew Arnold Arnold Daniel Palmer and jackass Nicklaus. We were paired with two men who laughed when they saw my very pregnant wife whole step onto the first tee. We introduced ourselves and teed off, Marie opting for the elder men's tees rather than the women's. I smoked my private road about 295 yards down the right middle while they hit about 210 and 220. Marie stroked her ball more than 225 yards, also down the middle. Their laughing ended immediately when Marie hit a cuneus to within ten fundament of the hole and putted out for a par ; I also had a par. Marie had two birdies and ten bogies. I had three birdies and five bogies, so when we finished Marie had shot a very good 80 ; I had a 74, only two separatrix over par. Our two critics scored in the mid-nineties. They invited us to join them for a beverage and asked the obvious doubt of Marie—"You have a great game, how long have you been playing ?"Marie responded honestly,"George introduced me to the biz about two calendar month ago. I really delight it—we play three or four prison term a week, although not for too much longer unfortunately."I thought the guy were going to choke on their beer—nobody plays that well after only a duo of months, but Marie I had learned was a tremendous rude athlete.

We had a wonderful vacation—well, to be dependable, every day is a vacation for us. Still, it was enceinte to get away. We played golf, swam in the warm ocean and even spent a day thick sea fishing. Yes, Marie out-fished me again, catching a sailfish and a Irish bull dolphin while I got skunked, losing three fish near the gravy boat ! When we got back home Marie couldn't delay to secernate the Benjamin Thompson about the trip, her great golfing, and how she beat me sportfishing. That night as we made gear up for bed Marie asked me,"Don't you owe me something for out-fishing you ?"

"Ha ! I didn't realize that bet was going to view as every time 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 candy kiss. Breaking it I whispered,"You know I love eating your pussy. We don't need a whacky bet."I kissed her again and made my journeying down to her tasty cunt. I made several detours, stopping at each yummy breast where I licked my way around each bumpy areola and her backbreaking hot teat. Next I kissed and licked her navel and all around her well up venter before moving between her legs. I raised and separated her ramification as I applied my tongue to her labia, licking up one side and down the other. I pushed her legs up so I could massage her breasts which were now at least a double-D and pinch her nipples. I licked Marie's pussy, soaking up her succus on my tongue.

I had played with Marie so far, getting her hot, but ignoring her clit. From my vantage point I could see it poking from its hood, red and arduous and engorged. I tongue jazz Marie, ramming my knife deep into her kettle of fish. Marie was panting, her breathing irregular, when I finally relented, taking her clit into my oral cavity, sucking it between my teeth. She grabbed my headspring, almost pulling my hair out as her passion overcame her. When I licked and sucked in addition to the gentle biting I had begun Marie exploded, bathing my face as she squirted several clip. I dropped her branch and climbed up the bed to join her. I expected her to be drained—exhausted—from her intimate travail, but, instead, she began to lick and kiss her ejaculations from my face. 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 take it easy her concluding month. We still fished various times a week and I gladly ate her tasty pussy every time she beat me, which was often. We continued fucking right up until British Labour Party Day weekend. We used cowgirl and doggy almost exclusively now—it was just so lots easier with her belly enlarged to hold not one but two child. It was Friday nighttime, just before bed when I kneeled behind her. I slowly pushed and was almost completely in when I heard her cry out in botheration. I pulled out immediately."Go ahead, George, it's not too bad. I can occupy it."

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

Marie turned around and I could see the face of determination 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 rooster into her hot wet mouth. Using her back talk and tongue she fucked me to a spectacular orgasm. It was all she could do to swallow my entire load.

Tuesday, Sept 8th, was a day I'll never forget. I played golf with a men's conference at a nearby club. I eagled their famed 679-yard par six with a 300-yard driving, a 230-yard fairway guild, and a lob grinder to within XV foundation of the hole. It was a foresightful twist putting with a bivalent break. The ball died just as it fell into the hole. I couldn't wait to tell Marie ! I joined my fellow golfer for dejeuner and a few beers before driving home. Parking my Porsche in the garage I walked in calling,"Marie…Marie I'm home."I was surprised there was no answer. I looked in the livelihood room and bedchamber for her before checking the elbow room we'd set up for our twins—still no Marie. I returned toward the kitchen. My center went big as saucers, my nitty-gritty in my throat—Marie lay on the floor in a belittled 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 gate and the garage room access with my remote control. I sat on the trading floor to cradle Marie's school principal in my lap. The emergency operator took my information as I tried unsuccessfully to remain calm.

After breaking the connection I phoned her doctor who told me to have her taken to Myrtle Beach's Grand string Hospital where she'd meet us. Finally, after what seemed to be an interminable time lag, I could hear sirens access. The first was a Sheriff's surrogate. For some intellect I pushed my security measures remote after he gave me a odd look. It proved to be a practiced decision. He shoved me out of the way which I wouldn't have minded if he did anything to help Marie, but he didn't. He just waited for various transactions doing cypher but keeping me away from my love until the EMT's arrived. I told them that her obstetrician wanted her to go to myrtle Beach, and they left immediately. I went to conform to but was detained by the deputy. Shortly thereafter, two detectives entered and began interrogating me—a suspect in a domestic ill-treatment display case ! I patiently explained what had happened, even showing them my pro shop receipt and a gas receipt from a purchase I'd made on the way abode. No affair what I said, no matter how I explained, they were determined that I had assaulted Marie. They even started pushing me around.

Eventually, I ran out of patience."Listen, I'm going to the hospital. You can either arrest me or get the perdition off my property. If you arrest me be prepared to address with my attorney. I have batch of money and I can afford the best lawyer in the state."The detective's answer was to punch me in the stomach.

"Listen, shit, there's nothing you can do. We're in control here, not you. Who would believe you, anyway ? It would just be your word against ours—two highly esteem police officer of the law."

"You think so ? My word against yours ? Guess again—this whole episode is on video, so who's the asshole now ? See these short tv camera in the ceiling ? I turned them on when your surrogate arrived and shoved me away from my wife. Now I'm going. I dare you to barricade me. My security company has the grounds 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 alarm now. If you don't get out in one minute the alarm will go to the Sheriff's office. Then you can excuse why you're in my discharge house."I jumped into the Porsche and took off. It was all I could do to preserve under the speed limit. I got to the hospital in just over forty minute.

track into the emergency room I learned that Marie had been taken to surgery and that Dr. Jonnson was with her. I was told to sit, but how could I ? I paced for several hours. I couldn't believe that I had been brought back from the dead for this. Was this someone's idea of a sick jape ? Eventually, more than two minute later, Dr. Jonnson found me."You can slack up, Mr. Shaw, everything is OK."I thought I'd collapse so I put my hand against the wall to becalm myself."Marie,"the doctor continued,"is in room 227. She's going to be fine. I had to take on the baby by caesarian to keep them as well as your married woman. They're in incubators but they're good for you and should be out in about two hebdomad once we have their body weight up within normal parameters. Marie will be unconscious mind for a few hours yet so you may desire to get something to eat."

"If it's all the Saami to you, physician, I want to be with her."Dr. Jonnson pointed me in the direction of her elbow room. I found Marie with a clump of tube in her and monitors tracking her vitals. I took a chair, sat down, and prayed. I sat there well into the Nox when Marie stirred slightly. I took her hand, cuddling and stroking it gently. She didn't clear her eyes but I would have sworn she squeezed me back. I prayed some more. Finally, around eleven Marie opened her middle, turned her head, and smiled at me weakly. I kissed her hand again and pulled the cord for the nanny. 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 let the cat out of the bag for a few minutes, but that's all. I want you to get some more rest."

"Oh, George,"Marie began hoarsely,"I'm so sorry. I felt a little 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 sister ?"

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

"Did I hear some cops at the house ? I thought I heard somebody giving you a backbreaking 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 tell them. The first gear deputy gave me a funny, form of an accusatory, face when he came in. I turned on the warning signal arrangement's video. The detectives got a petty rough with me, even threatening me, but all that will be on record. I'm going to get through an lawyer about suing and maybe prosecuting them. cretin like that don't belong on a police force. But, right now I don't want you getting too excited. Go back to sleep and I'll visit our children. Then I'll come back so I'll be with you when you wake up."

"What time is it now, George VI ?"

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

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


CHAPTER 19

The only affair I could find loose at that hr was a Wendy's a couple of stat mi 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 ground to hasten but I couldn't help myself—I had to get back to the hospital ! I finished off the hamburger and took off, eating the balance of the fries and drink as I drove. The dealings was light at that 60 minutes but I stayed under the limit all the way. It was only seventy two block but it seemed an timeless existence. I was relieved when I finally parked in the lot and jogged back into the empty antechamber. A security precaution tried to stop me but I told him I still had two Gemini to see. He smiled and pointed me toward the greenhouse. I stood exterior, staring at the two occupied incubator. Even at this 60 minutes there was a nurse on obligation. I was incredibly thankful. I thought I had just found another worthwhile Polemonium caeruleum for my money. From what I could see my children's heartbeat and respiration rates were higher than rule but unconstipated. 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 hired hand signals 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 smile and flashing the"OK"mansion. I blew her a buss 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 entire time. Marie stirred just after eight ; I could see she was in pain, no doubt from her section. I called for the nurse as I leaned over to hug and buss my dear. For the starting time 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 babies early this morn. They seem to be doing fine."I told her about my"conversation"with the nanny and I was relieved to actually see her smile. It turned to a frown when she looked beyond me. How she knew these men were the two half-wit police detective I will never recognise. I excused myself, walked past them, and laughed,"Good luck, you're going to need it. My wife can be a tiger when she's aroused."

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

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

When we returned to her room Marie was helped back into the bed."Well, George III, I guess we should get along up with some names, don't you ?"I nodded and we talked for almost an hour when I could see she was tired. We agreed on Matthew and Sandra, just two public figure we liked. I had no family that I knew of and almost all of hers were all in so we had no outside influences. One matter 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 III anyway. I wanted Marie to kip and she agreed on the status that I go home and do the like. Reluctantly, I agreed.

When I got home slumber was far from my idea. 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 years and hoped I'd follow through. When I went into the house I headed straight for the telephone set. I'd used a local attorney when I purchased my sign of the zodiac so I phoned him for advice. I wanted a top attorney, but not a local one who might be intimidated by the Sheriff. He said he'd call me back.

An hour later I took a call from Raleigh, the state of matter capital. It was the elder partner of a John Major law firm—a real number operose slugger. We spoke for almost an hour ; I retained him and forwarded the video to him for review. respective days later he called again. We definitely had both a potent polite and reprehensible case. I told him to do whatever was necessary.

Marie came home three days later. I had to avail her into the sign and I made her promise not to strain 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 couch, brought her a diminished blanket so she'd be warm and gave her a spile of magazine publisher. 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 iced tea, placing it carefully next to her. I was about to sneak away when she stopped me,"Not so fast, Mister Shaw—over here now,"she said pointing to a spot future to her. I sat and she took my script."Remember,"she continued,"I'm not lay down of glass ; I'm not going to break. I've been sitting in that damned hospital bed doing aught 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 recollective and sweet and tender. She wrapped her longsighted tongue around mine. Marie stroked my cheek as we kissed, so I reached around her to gently extract her closer."That's the estimation,"she whispered as she placed my hired man on her boob. I slowly massaged her, loving the increased size and weightiness of her wonderful mammary. She pushed my point down to her swollen nipple, urging me to nurse. Her warm Milk trickled into my mouth."They gave me a breast heart with instructions to use it three or four prison term a day, but I had a unspoilt idea ! Wouldn't you agree ?


CHAPTER 21

I took Marie to visit our babe every day. We always stayed for at least an minute, questioning the nurses and the neo-natal medical specialist who had taken control of their care. One day I was contacted by the business office about their bill. I just asked them how a great deal 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 solar day 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 cock toward her cunt."Marie, what are you doing ? I don't think you're prepare 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 offend me. But I need to palpate you within me—it makes me palpate loved and wanted. I know it's silly but that's how I feel. She said we could, but very carefully."Slowly she rubbed my cock against her prick. I got hard in a humanity record time. Grasping me firmly she pulled me into her ; I stayed perfectly still—OK, not"PERFECTLY STILL ;"I just moved a tiny bit, enough to stimulate her. When she moaned various times and moved against me I knew for sure she was going to be just fine.

My attorney had, over the past week taken the television of the detectives along with Marie's deposition to the state police. He told me they were extremely interest in prosecuting the case—there was a long history of complaints against the Sheriff and his staff. He also filed a twenty million dollar mark law courtship against the county and the Sheriff's billet. Thus, I was surprised when I answered a call from the gate announcing a visit from the man himself—the Sheriff had come to address. I turned on the video system just before opening the door.

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

"Bad matter can happen. You know, we're always looking for drug dealers and that fancy car of yours can attract a lot of unwanted attention. It could get so bad that you'll never want to leave your sign of the zodiac. And, who knows what might happen to your married woman and those two fiddling babies once they come home from the hospital -- just a little something for you to opine about. I take real right care of my male child and those two who were here are two of my best."He turned, walked out, and left. I watched his car leave. Five proceedings later I received another vociferation from the gate. He identified himself as a lieutenant from the nation 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 fount and had observed the Sheriff entering my driveway. He asked what had transpired so I showed him on my calculator. He was smiling ear to ear by the prison term the display finished. I gave him a transcript DVD, telling him the original was for my attorney. Three days later all three, the Sheriff and the two half-wit police detective, were arrested on a long list of charges. It turned out that they were all under investigation for a smorgasbord of charges including depravation, graft, thieving, spectator intimidation, and more things than I can list here. A workweek later the county lawyer contacted my lawyer about settling the suit. The watch over dayspring Marie and I brought our two minor home plate. All was well in the world.


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