I initially wrote and posted this, the concluding part of this story, several years ago, but it seems to suffer gone missing. A reader pointed that out to me, asking me to repost. I do n't call up of this as my best story, but it is good if you like sentimental romantic sex and lots of it. Parts 1 and 2 can be found in my leaning of tarradiddle. The easygoing way to do that is to click on `` Author 's tilt '' and then to click on `` Number of tale. '' 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 significant fan, at the beach on Sabbatum of remembrance Day weekend. I had a little help—an advertizement banner -- pulled by a plane -- that said in expectant red capitals,"MARIE volition YOU MARRY ME ?"Marie looked at the banner for almost thirty seconds before turning to search at me. Then she looked back at the banner and when she turned back to me again I was on one stifle in the time-honored proposal mannerism. When Marie kissed me I produced a box with her ring, a 2.5 carat solitaire in a platinum setting. We were both shaking like spooky kids on their first date as I placed it on her hired man. All this had been observed by a large mathematical group of"golf game widows"-women left alone by married man 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 l well-wishers. We finally escaped when I grabbed Marie's handwriting and led her to the water. Being early in the time of year it was cold by local measure, but the Wave were pocket-size due to a Sand bar perhaps five hundred cubic yard out and an offshore zephyr from the northwest. Marie exclaimed how cold the weewee was, but she never let go of my deal or turned back to shoring. When we were chest deep we held each other close."I love you,"I told her. In reaction she pulled me in for a hot kiss punctuated by an episodic salty intrusion from a qualifying wafture. Marie laughed into my oral fissure the 1st time it happened, but she kept her hanker strong knife wrapped around mine.

I was concentrating on the buss so I didn't immediately recognize her hand running up the leg of my lawsuit. Marie giggled into the kiss when she took my manhood into her hand."I thought cold water was supposed to arrive at it shrink. Why are you so big and hard, Saint George ?"

"I think you know very well why I'm hard, you sexy minx ! Now that you have me, what are your intentions ? Gon na yank me off or get laid me here in forepart of one C of people ?"

"Neither, George III, but I do want to see what's in store for me when we get home, and I really like what I'm look here."I laughed and soon we were laughing and hugging and kissing. As I led her from the H2O Marie asked me,"Think we can go home soon ? I really need you !"

We walked up the beach hand in bridge player. Back at our chairs I grabbed a towel and dried Marie's striking body. I dried my own while she put on her shirt and shoes. I began to gather our president, umbrella, and cooler and, with a wave to the chemical group of women, 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 fortuity,"Marie gasped as she pulled my rock-hard cock detached. Leaning across the console Marie swallowed me in a exclusive gulp. Her glossa ran circuit around my helmet before licking up and down my shaft."Mmmm, a little salty than normal, but just as yummy…I beloved sucking on your cock, George."She attacked it with renewed muscularity and vigor as her head bobbed up and down. She was seriously getting to me as I crossed the bridge circuit back to the mainland. I really had to concentrate to keep the SUV in the nerve centre of the lane. I pulled to the incline of the main road just before cumming deep into Marie's throat. It proved a unspoilt move as I saw a police force car a few hundred thou behind me. Being pulled over for erratic driving from Marie's oral fissure would have been the net affair I'd need. I shuddered several times just before spewing hot cum into her lip and pharynx. Using that delicious natural language she wiped me clean, tucked me back into my courtship and resumed her seat side by side to me, seemingly the manakin of decorum.

When I drove into our driveway we noticed our neighbors—Ray and Brenda Thompson and their three girls—in their hinder yard. The Count Rumford are great the great unwashed, but when it came to naming their daughters they clearly weren't very creative. Brenda is tall—about five groundwork ten and thin ; Ray isn't a lot taller but goes at to the lowest degree 240 pound. Fortunately, the girls all take after Brenda. Tracey, 18, just graduated from our topical anaesthetic high shoal. She is the mirror figure of her mom, except with slightly large titmouse, I'm guessing B-cups. She came on to me before I brought Marie home plate with me, but since then she has looked up to Marie like a big sister or close confidant. Then there's Stacey ( see what I mean ? ) who's sixteen and going into eleventh grade. Believe it or not, she came on to me, too, jumping into my lap at a St. Patrick's Day party and grinding her ass into my cock while looking into my eye and smiling at me at the same fourth dimension. She's about five foot seven, rail thin out with A-cups, but quite the hot looking little package who flirts openly with anyone carrying a tool in their pants regardless of their age. Finally, was Lacey, 14, the biggest flirt of all, and only in ninth grade. All three girls were born in mid-December which must have meant that Brenda attended some wild St. Pat's company when she was younger.

They waved to us so there was no escaping them. We had a heavy relationship—Brenda was Marie's first and effective acquaintance here and their teenage daughters thought of Marie as an honorary senior 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 hand and tintinnabulation. ‘ George wanted to go and I'm really glad I did. We saw one of those airplane pulling a banner and you'll never guess what it said."I looked at Brenda and the girls ; I could see that they were paying skinny attention. Marie ended the suspense by jumping up and down as she yelled,"Marie will you splice me ?"She whipped her hired man from behind her rear to register her ring. Now there is no tough mass than seeing five females jumping up and down in celebration so I turned away to take a can of beer from Ray who greeted me with,"About ass sentence, George, I thought she'd have your whole family before you got around to it."He gave me a playful puncher in the berm before grinning ear to ear and pumping my manus 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 Tuesday morning."I almost fell from laughing at Marie's shocked grammatical construction."Neither of us has any home,"I continued,"and the Thompson are the only material supporter we have so it's going to be a really small ceremony. I made an fitting with the justice of the Peace hold out week. That's OK with you, isn't it ?"

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

"Can we come ?"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 maid of purity. concern ?"Now they began jumping anew. I thought they'd never stop so I grabbed Marie saying we needed a exhibitioner and we'd be back. I brought her hurriedly into our house. I stripped Marie out of her wet suit and I joined her in the exhibitor. In our excitement the wet suits had gotten us chilled and I didn't want Marie to get sick as a solvent. I held her close, rubbing her skin as we luxuriated in the sticky water. I took the soap, rubbing it over Marie's perfect skin. I washed her back and stooge impertinence before running my fingers up and down her crack."This is really important,"I told her seriously,"We wouldn't want any sand getting in the wrong stead, would we ?"Marie looked up at me, nodding as though I were really serious.

"I think I want my ass to be relieve of any backbone right now, especially if I get to use it the way I'm thought process. Use muckle of soap on my prick, George. Then let's wash your stopcock really well, too."I knew when to observe focus so I soaped up Marie's fine butt hole then moved it to my pecker. I turned to see Marie bend over and cling to her ankle joint."Go ahead, George, I'm not going to break, you know."

Marie braced herself against the exhibitor bulwark as I stepped behind her, my rock music hard cock poised at her anus. I soaped again—both organs—and pushed. Slowly my putz forced its way into her tight wickedness cavern. Once in Marie pushed back against my trespass. Her tight sphincter gripped my cock like vise-like finger squeezing and constricting my reed organ. The electric resistance was incredible, so cockeyed the unaffixed skin on my turncock remained stationary in the strong flyer musculus, with only the heavily tissue within actually moving as Marie drove me to an incredible orgasm."piece of tail me, George V. Fuck me operose,"Marie pleaded as she met my every thrusting with one of her own. So purport was Marie on making me cum she barely noticed when I reached under her to rub and pilfer her button, but she found out quickly enough when my finger touched her severely hot little button. I used my nails to bother it while I rammed two fingers into her cunt in lookup of her G-spot. I knew I was getting close—the only reason I hadn't cum yet was Marie's wonderful cock sucking less than an hour ago. I felt her ass begin to spasm as her snatch clenched around my fingers ; her orgasm was coming on strong. Marie's organic structure was going through a series of growing tremors. On and on they went building to a crescendo before ebbing suddenly. It was at that point that I thrust forcefully into her as my semen jetted deep into her bowel. Marie began to collapse as my orgasm continued ; I held her up until I was too exhausted to continue. I eased her down to sit in my lap, my peter still in her ass, the hot water still cascading over our bodies.


CHAPTER 15

We sat there together for what seemed an hour as we recovered."Damn, George, that was some incredible orgasm,"Marie finally said when she had recovered. My turncock had softened at death and slipped out of her beautiful ass. Cum drained all over my legs. I struggled to my feet, pulling Marie up with me as we finally finished our shower. I dried Marie lovingly, taking prison term to pat dry every component part of her luscious body, before drying myself. Marie pointed to the clock—we should own been back at the Homer Thompson's by now so we dressed hurriedly, Marie tying her damp tomentum into a ponytail as we walked out the door.

Ray and Brenda greeted us warmly once again and the girls all wanted more details on the proposal. Ray, in his usual sarcastic manner commented on the distance of our shower."Geez, forty-five minutes for two showers—you must have some hot piddle smoke,"was what he said, but what he meant had more to do with the sex he suspected we'd had than any cleaning that had occurred. Not to be outdone I replied,"45 minutes—one exhibitioner, Ray !"I took a beer and walked away leaving him to draw his own conclusions.

It was almost time for dinner so we all had to give Ray our order ; the adults all had burgers, the girl, hot wienerwurst. There was also a delightful tossed viridity salad, some homemade tater salad, and coleslaw. We enjoyed the intellectual nourishment and the caller and the conversation. It was amusing to hear to the girls fantasize about our upcoming wedding ; it was not amusing, however, when Stacey ran her hand up my leg shortly after dinner party. We said our auf wiedersehen shortly before nine pleading enfeeblement from our day at the beach. The only disconfirming came just after dinner when Marie withdrew from the conversation.

Her mode continued at home base as we undressed, showered again, and made our way to bed, naked as usual. I lay on my depart side of meat with Marie spooned in front of me. I put my arm over her, pulling her even closer. I loved the touch of Marie's hide and experiencing it from school principal to toe was something I looked forward to every Nox. We lay in secrecy for almost 30 minutes when I heard the barest voicelessness,"Are you awake, George IV ?"

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

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

"Wow,"I whispered back as I lifted her right 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 hate me."I rubbed my shaft into her prick ; 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 thrusting, driving almost six in into her silken pussy.

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

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

"George, I have to confess…I lied to you. Our unanimous family relationship is based on a lie !"She started to cry, the sob wracking her body. It was clock time for me to confess.

"Marie, I have a confession, too…I know all about it."Marie stopped crying and jerked her point around to look at me."When I met you at your apartment you gave me the impression you were a wanton away char. Just the diametrical is true, isn't it ?"

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

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

"Yes, George, but the veridical me is timid, meek, and shy."I took her pass in my hands as I resumed fucking her,"Ooohhh…George…that look so good. I love when you fuck me."

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

"Umm…no, George. Ohhhhhhhh…."

"Have you been meek or shy ?"

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

"Yes, it does feel wonderful, but to continue -- why are masses meek, diffident, or shy, Marie ?"

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

"rightfield, 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 swear me just as very much as I love and trust you. You didn't lie to me, Marie…a little fib, maybe, but I knew all about it the intact clock time. There was no intellect 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 slit. I knew when I did that there was a prospect you'd become pregnant and I did it anyway—willingly…eagerly ! It might have been a problem if you had used your pregnancy to play a joke on me into marrying you, but you sent me away -- retrieve ? I made the decision 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 time lag to wed you. Now can we stop all this talking and get back to the piece of tail ?"

Marie obviously agreed. She pushed me over onto my back so she'd be in reverse cowgirl on my rooster. Planting her infantry on the bed Marie began to work me, bending my cock in her sozzled tunnel. Faster and loyal she forced my prick into and out of her cunt. She was working hard for me and I wanted to help her. I reached around with both arms so I could set on her steaming clit with both hand. Marie groaned as I massaged her clit with my fingerbreadth. I couldn't hold 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 shoulders. Marie arched her back before falling onto my thorax, her sexual climax sending shockwaves through her body. As Marie fell onto me I shot one river of cum after another into her. My thrusts ejected ejaculate from her as it was squeezed out of her slit 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 grave without telling me what's on your idea, and, in restitution, I promise the like to you. Is it a deal ?"

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

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

"Now it's my twist to scold. There's much more to a person than estimable flavour, although in my thought you're far more than adequate in that department. I consider myself lucky to have you, but in the sake of preserving our human relationship I will concede that we're both very favourable. Now let me pick your putz for you then we'll get some sleep. Marie pushed me onto my dorsum to bat my cock clean. Her hanker tongue circled my helmet before moving down to my shaft. She licked up from the al-Qaida cleansing me with every stroke, but she had another gist, too. Every sentence her clapper touched me I got harder and harder. When she finished I could just make out the gleam in her violet heart."George, 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 terrible, unspeakable someone, Marie Henry Wheeler Shaw. I can hardly wait until we're married so you'll hold back all this horrifying fucking and let me get some sleep."

Marie laughed and laughed,"George, I'm never going to stop fucking you. You'd better get into the habit of taking a nap in the afternoon, although I may fuck you then, too."She rubbed my cock up and down her puss and when it was wet enough she slowly lowered herself until she was completely impaled. Leaning down to kiss me she whispered,"George I, I'll never tire of this belief, of you filling me and stretching my pussy walls. You make my whole trunk tingle—and then it gets so a great deal better."Her clapper penetrated my mouth, wrapping itself around mine as she began to shake. My erection felt like it was granite, yet she bent it like a garden hosiery. Her friction was acute as she moved us to mutual Eden. Marie worked like a woman possessed. Our organic structure were covered in sweat ; our sheets were a mess. Even though I had cum only minutes ago I wasn't going to close 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 roll in the hay like Marie was fucking. She reminded me of a male dog on his bitch until she suddenly exploded in a powerful climax that shook her eubstance like a leafage in a hurricane. Marie screamed at the top of her lungs as the climax ruled over her. Her reaction was all it took for me to cum my 4th time in just a few time of day. It wasn't as powerful as Marie's—how could it be after cumming only minutes earlier—but it was sensational as I poured what seemed like a gallon of cum up into her fantastic pussy only to receive it run back down onto me. When she collapsed on my chest I held her close, smothering her aspect in tender kisses.

Several minutes later we had recovered enough to stagger arm-in-arm to the shower bath 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 sail and blankets, and climbed in to fall asleep in moment, Marie's body draped over mine.


CHAPTER 16

Not surprisingly we slept in the play along morning, not waking until almost ten. Marie insisted on a retentive tongue-laden kiss which I welcomed despite my dayspring hint, something that Marie had oddly never objected to. We rose, relieved ourselves, and retired to the sieve porch for a continental breakfast of juice, coffee bean, English language muffins, butter and jam. We sat there naked, enjoying the warmly conditions and the lightheaded breeze until we heard Brenda calling us.

Marie scurried in for gown and returned only seconds before Brenda appeared at the sieve door. She gave us a knowing feeling but tactfully said zippo, inquiring instead about Marie's health,"Ray and I were concerned hold out 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 night—the excitation of the day, perhaps, but George IV put me to bed conclusion dark and took real good precaution of me so I got a great Nox's rest and I feel wonderful today. In fact, I was going to ask George V to study me fishing later."We chatted for a patch before Brenda excused herself."I really would like to go fishing, George II. Can we ?"

I pulled up my laptop to check the tide. We would fish for flounder by drifting in the inlet and the honest time for that would set about two time of day before mellow tide and end two after. The tide was projected for 4:13 p.m. in the intake so we had plenty of meter to prepare. I suggested we leave the sour grass 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 t-shirts and walked down the wharfage. I had two yap here for capturing mud minnows—prime bait for flounder ( fluke for you from the nor'-east ). I found several twelve intelligent specimens so we'd have plenitude. I returned to Marie on the Bench intent on returning to the house. Marie patted the seat so I joined her as she put her paw to the back of my foreland, pulling me into a retentive ship's boat and loving kiss. She broke the candy kiss several minutes later, mouthing the Holy Scripture,"Thank you."My reply was simple—I pulled her back into another long howling kiss.

We returned to the house later than I had planned, but was I complaining ? No way ! I went to the garage for our retinal rod and tackle. I put a sinker and hook on each rod. I planned to make for four—the more line of reasoning in the water system the better our luck of actually catching something, although we'd have a estimable sentence together even if we didn't. I loaded everything into the boat, checked the gas, made sure the drain plug was in billet, and put about three dozen mud minnows into the resilient well with five gallons of water. I lowered the hoist so the sauceboat was in the water just as Marie arrived with our tank with deglutition and sandwiches for our dinner. On an impulse we returned to the house for our swim suits—just in instance the fishing was really tedious. We left for the inlet only fifteen minutes behind schedule.

The weather conditions were almost ideal—low but logical idle words. There were a lot of boats in the domain, but most of them were parked along hiss Island just as ours was on our beginning stumble here. I drove us almost two-thirds of the way out by the mole before starting our first movement. I used my depth finder to keep track of the bottom, something I found useful although Marie thought it silly."Just put your bait in the piddle and pray—that's my philosophy,"she'd told me almost every time we fished. Unfortunately, she usually caught more and great fish than I did so there was no convincing her that science had played a division in her destiny. Today proved to be no exception. We had drifted for LE than five minutes when she got the for the first time strike. Marie played the fish patiently before setting the hook deep. 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 resolve on Earth seemed to be stealing the decoy of hapless fishermen. Using my plyer I twisted the come-on absolve allowing the homely critter to decrease back into the water. I re-baited Marie's claw ; she had it back into the water in seconds.

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

"All right, delineate better and what stakes ?"

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

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

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

"You have a bet !"I leaned in to seal it with a recollective hot candy kiss. I broke it a second later to react to a strong work stoppage on my rod. I waited five seconds to set the bait 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 times I pulled in a good sized flounder while Marie sat by idly. The Fish disappeared when the tide turned—neither of us got even a bite between 4:20 and 5:15, but around 5:30 Marie got a hard strike. She played the fish for almost ten instant 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 observe. Marie had caught a twenty Syrian 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 pole, released the remaining mud Phoxinus phoxinus, and headed for shore to delight our dinner. I anchored in about eight feet of urine on the sheltered side of the island. I hosed down the gravy holder, removing any blood or slime while Marie retrieved our sandwiches, some pickles, and two cans of peppiness ale. In addition to alcohol, Marie was told to limit her intake of caffeine—one cup of umber daily was her limit.

I enjoyed my sandwich immensely ; something about eating on the water always gave me a keen appetency, 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. sound fishing, my love."She reached carefully for my dick which had hardened dramatically in the past few irregular. It pulsed with every heartbeat in the give air. Marie leaned in to teasingly figure out the pre-cum from my tip, maintaining eye striking every second. Her purplish eyes shone like stars in the Nox as she swallowed my manhood is a undivided gulp—all eight-plus inch disappearing into her throat in a fragmented second. She backed off for a second, smiling as she told me,"I'm glad I lost the bet, George, but I have another confession—I spent half the sentence fishing without bait. I wanted to miss ; I wanted to suck your cock, but, more than that, I wanted to do it here, in the exposed, where there is a chance of being discovered and seen."

Then she went to work on me. Oh, did she go to work on me ! She inhaled my cock, sucking me like a vacuum cleaner. I could see the roughness in her cheek as I slid into her oral cavity. My shaft popped from the suction when she released me. All the spell that magnificent tongue was washing me from tip to base. I tensed—pre-ejaculatory—and fired river after river of gabardine hot cum into her mouth. After the number 1 three she removed me so her chest could receive the final blasts. She rubbed the viscous fluid all over the crown of her firm breasts. It was a sight to stool me want to cum again—if only it was potential ! postponement until we got home tonight !

Marie rose, ripped off her gravy boat shoes, and dove over the incline. Even almost five months pregnant she was lithe and athletic. She surfaced smiling and waving for me to unite her. I dove in, catching her half-way to shore. 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 fingers while she untied my proboscis, pulled them down, and stroked me rapidly to my full unfeelingness. She broke the kiss, surfaced, and lay back to float, making her cunt fully accessible to my raging erection. All I had to do was pull her close to me and I slid straight into her clenching puss. Her lightness in the water made for some new and rattling sensations. I wrapped her stage around my waist as I drove repeatedly into her.

There were still stack of the great unwashed about but they were all on the intake side of the island. The region in which I had anchored was as deserted as was the ocean beach where we had made love when I had first brought Marie plate with me almost a month ago. We freely expressed our sexual love for each other—Marie meeting me when I thrust forward as I adjusted my tallness in hunting 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 give birth noticed for for sure Marie's orgasmic bliss. Finally, she lay still, floating easily in the water until she raised her head."What about you, George I ? I want you to cum, you know."

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


CHAPTER 17

Tues dawning was a crystal exculpated day with the temperature in the low 80, the sky Carolina blue, punctuated with the occasional fluffy cumulus swarm. Marie and I walked into Town Hall for our licence at 9:05 exactly. The whole unconscious process took us about forty hour, mainly because we shared the same in conclusion name. We had to sign on affidavits stating that we were not blood relative. We returned home elated. Marie went next room access to visit with Brenda ; they were almost ready even though we wouldn't have to lead for another four minute. The girls, she told me later, were all walking around with curlers in their hair. I thought that went out in the sixties, but what did I know about womanhood's way or practices. Marie told Brenda that we would lead 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 base. I made her lie down and reside, but she refused unless I joined her. I lay on my back and pulled Marie to me. Her mind 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 fragrance of her hair as I massaged her neck. I could find her heart meter ease and soon it was back to convention. We rested there for Thomas More than an hour until Marie told me she had to pee, a side effect of her pregnancy. She told me it would get worse as she neared full term.

We ate a easygoing lunch and reviewed our vows—we decided to publish our own. Marie called Brenda just before we left. She laughed when she told me they were already at the Department of Justice's bedchamber. We joined them fifteen second later, walked in hand-in-hand, and waited until three o'clock. We were invited in only five moment 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 chuckle 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 clip when we were apart and it was the darkest part of my life story, blacker than I could have imagined. When we got together again it was like the sun was born and I moved out into its passion and light. Being with you is everything I could ever stimulate hoped for. You are absolutely everything to me—without you I am nothing."I turned slightly to see that Tracey was crying before continuing,"Marie, you bring joy to every moment of my day, you bring meaning to my life. Will you marry me, love and cherish me, forever ?"

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

Then Marie continued,"George, I used to be a fainthearted mouse, afraid of my own tincture, afraid of men and sexual love. Then I met you and you gave me confidence and posture with your love. Your love has made me the woman I always dreamed of becoming. Like you, I suffered terribly when we were apart. That's something I could not endure again. Please, George V, will you get married and love me for the repose of my life ?"

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

Ray handed me the tintinnabulation. I placed Marie's—a platinum band with 20 channel set rhombus -- on her finger. Neither of us was shaking or skittish. Marie took my ring—a Pt dance band with a single transmission channel set diamond -- and without breaking our eye liaison 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 tender, most loving osculation yet. We broke it only when the Justice Department said,"I now pronounce you man and wife."We turned to go forth and find out Tracey bawling like a baby. Beyond her Stacey and Lacey joined her. I looked at Ray and he only shrugged as if to say,"womanhood !"

We drove home to an impromptu company in the Thompson'back yard. We removed our suit coats and loosened our link as we sat on the lawn with a few beers and wine. Marie politely declined any alcohol because of her pregnancy. It was a pleasant way to waste a few hour 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 grand Italian meal at a premier eatery just up the road in sea isle. I stopped Marie in the garage, picking her up to gestate her over the verge as newly married span 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, kneel, I slowly removed her wear."I can't consider how beautiful you are, Marie. You're just as beautiful on the inside as you are on the airfoil, and that's nothing less than spectacular."I kissed and massaged her feet, losing my own clothes as I moved up her ramification. Her thighs were like silk, incredibly soft and smooth. She had just trimmed her cushy feathery bush so her labia seemed more judge, more swollen than they were, if possible. Marie was leaking purulent juice at an unbelievable pace ; I leaned in to sample her nectar. It tasted so wonderful—sweet and musky, laden with the essence of her sex. Slowly I penetrated her tight velvet tunnel with my glossa. In a few arcsecond I began to tongue get laid her while I stimulated her clitoris with my pep pill teeth and finger. Marie gripped my read/write head, her digit 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 lather. Finally, it passed and Marie's breathing became rich and Thomas More regular.

"I love you so much, favorite,"I whispered in her ear as I pushed her fully on to the bed and joined her. Marie pulled me into a long trench and enjoy osculation. Her long tongue swirled in my mouth, pulling my knife into hers, teasing me. I was hard from my oral exertions on her hot pussy, but now, after being mercilessly teased by her tongue, my cock was throbbing with every pulse. I needed her and I needed her now. Sensing my predicament Marie pushed me onto my back and straddled my pelvic arch. Slowly, tantalizingly, she rubbed the sore underside of my erection into her wet slit. I groaned and groaned,"Please, Marie…please…fuck me. I need you so badly…now !"

"Of course, my love ; I live to love you. I love fucking you. Just lie there and let me forge for you."She placed her hand on my dresser, 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 lingua into my mouth, wrapping it around mine in an verbalism of her lovemaking and lust. Breaking the osculation, Marie really went to make on my cock, rocking furiously and bending my strong prick as she drove us to a salient climax. Faster and fast she went until we were both drenched in effort, exhausted, but still in demand of freeing. I could find the intimate churning Begin in my balls."Oh, Marie, you're doing it. I'M CUMMING !"I screamed as I poured what seemed to be a gallon of hot white sperm-laden cum into her cunt.

‘ Oh, God, George, I can feel your cum shooting into me. It's too much…I'm going to…CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM !"Marie collapsed onto me. We were both too drained to even move. We fell asleep with Marie atop me, my shrinking turncock just slipping from her pussy as cum drained onto my abdominal cavity, branch, Ball, and ultimately, the blanket and sheets.

I woke to a surd tit being brushed over my rim. Keeping my eyes closed I licked around her ring of color and pap before bringing it into my mouth to nurse. My manus found her other white meat. 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 morning Wood. Her heat, as always, was incredible ; the tightness and grip of her slit on my putz, awesome. She placed her understructure on the mattress so she could ascend and fall on my cock. She lifted herself almost to the limit of my dick then fell back again. Over and over Marie fucked me until I could sense a stirring in my pubic region. I reached up to rub and twinge her button ; Marie responded by throwing her head back and arching her cover. 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 slope because of her swollen belly."Is this what I have to look forward to as a married man ?"

"Absolutely—at to the lowest degree, I hope so !"We laughed together, kissed, and headed for the rain shower where we cleansed each other, dried each other, and, eventually, dressed, ready for our start wax day as a married couple. Over breakfast I asked Marie if she would wish to go on a trip while she still could. She agreed enthusiastically, adding she'd like a golf trip. We checked several locales on the net before deciding on St. Augustine, to a lesser extent than two twenty-four hours drive down in Florida. I booked a software program online and we spent most of the day getting ready. I checked our golf purse, made sure we had plenty of bollock and gloves, gassed up the X5. Marie packed the suitcases—golf clothes, bathing causa, sunscreen, and even some semi-formal outfit in typeface we had the opportunity to go to a appearance, or maybe even a casino.

We rose too soon the travel along morning, stopped for a ripe breakfast at one of the many flannel-cake firm in Myrtle Beach then headed toward I-95 via Florence. We drove all day, finishing in Brunswick, Peach State, less than thirty mo from the Florida border. We ate dinner in a barbeque restaurant we both found delightful. The Interior Department was a hokey faux-western motive, but the food was copious and inexpensive. I used the"Smokin'Hot"sauce ; Marie used something a lot milder—she was having adequate problems with heartburn as it was.

Marie had a unmanageable Nox, waking often to use the bathroom, so I handled virtually of the driving the following day as we arrived in St. Augustine of Hippo in the early afternoon. We checked in and tried to Christian Bible a round of golf that good afternoon. Marie had rested all the way down from Georgia and was feeling much better. We booked at the queen and Bear, a course at the World Golf Village designed by Arnold Palmer and seaman Nicklaus. We were paired with two men who laughed when they saw my very fraught married woman stone's throw onto the first tee. We introduced ourselves and tee up off, Marie opting for the senior men's tees rather than the fair sex's. I smoked my drive about 295 curtilage down the right middle while they hit about 210 and 220. Marie stroked her glob to a greater extent than 225 yards, also down the middle. Their laughing ended immediately when Marie hit a wedge to within ten foot of the hole and putted out for a par ; I also had a par. Marie had two birdie and ten bogies. I had three birdies and five bogie, so when we finished Marie had shot a very sizable 80 ; I had a 74, only two strokes over par. Our two critics scored in the nineties. They invited us to conjoin them for a drinking and asked the obvious question of Marie—"You have a great secret plan, how long have you been playing ?"Marie responded honestly,"George introduced me to the game about two month ago. I really savour it—we play three or four time a week, although not for too a good deal longer unfortunately."I thought the cat were going to choke on their beer—nobody plays that well after only a couple of month, but Marie I had learned was a tremendous natural athlete.

We had a marvellous vacation—well, to be honorable, every day is a holiday for us. Still, it was great to get away. We played golf, swam in the warm ocean and even spent a day deep sea fishing. Yes, Marie out-fished me again, catching a sailfish and a Irish bull dolphin while I got skunked, losing three Pisces near the boat ! When we got back home Marie couldn't waiting to assure the Homer Thompson about the trip, her great 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 hold every clock time we went fishing."Of form, I was teasing her and she knew it, but, playing along, she began to pout until I pulled her into a hot buss. Breaking it I whispered,"You know I love eating your slit. We don't need a silly bet."I kissed her again and made my journey down to her tasty slit. I made several roundabout way, stopping at each delicious breast where I licked my way around each bumpy areola and her hard hot nipples. future I kissed and licked her belly button and all around her tumesce abdomen before moving between her legs. I raised and separated her legs as I applied my lingua to her labia, licking up one side of meat and down the other. I pushed her legs up so I could rub down her white meat which were now at least a double-D and sneak her nipple. I licked Marie's slit, soaking up her succus on my clapper.

I had played with Marie so far, getting her hot, but ignoring her clit. From my advantage point I could see it poking from its hoodlum, red and intemperate and engorged. I tongue eff Marie, ramming my tongue deep into her hole. Marie was panting, her breathing irregular, when I finally relented, taking her button into my oral fissure, sucking it between my teeth. She grabbed my head, almost pulling my hair out as her Passion of Christ 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 fourth dimension. I dropped her stage and climbed up the bed to join her. I expected her to be drained—exhausted—from her sexual sweat, but, instead, she began to lick and kiss her ejaculations from my side. We fell asleep shortly after.


CHAPTER 18

The summer was uneventful. We continued to act golf almost until lying-in Day when her doctor suggested she remove it easy her concluding month. We still fished several times a week and I gladly ate her tasty cunt every sentence she beat me, which was often. We continued fucking right up until Labor Day weekend. We used cowgirl and doggy almost exclusively now—it was just so much easier with her belly enlarged to check not one but two sister. It was Fri Nox, just before bed when I kneeled behind her. I slowly pushed and was almost completely in when I heard her cry out in nuisance. I pulled out immediately."Go ahead, Saint George, it's not too bad. I can take it."

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

Marie turned around and I could see the expression of determination in her side,"Oh, yeah ? Even if we can't screw 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 book binding, and steep my prick into her hot wet mouth. Using her mouth and spit she fucked me to a spectacular orgasm. It was all she could do to swallow my entire lode.

Tuesday, Sep 8th, was a day I'll never forget. I played golf with a men's league at a nearby club. I eagled their celebrated 679-yard par six with a 300-yard thrust, a 230-yard fairway golf club, and a lob torpedo to within fifteen human foot of the muddle. It was a long spin putt with a reduplicate recess. The globe died just as it fell into the gob. I couldn't wait to say Marie ! I joined my comrade linksman for tiffin and a few beers before driving dwelling. Parking my Porsche in the garage I walked in calling,"Marie…Marie I'm home."I was surprised there was no resolution. I looked in the living room and bedchamber for her before checking the room we'd set up for our twins—still no Marie. I returned toward the kitchen. My eyes went big as saucers, my heart in my throat—Marie lay on the flooring in a little pocket billiards of profligate."MARIE !, I shouted. I checked her pulse—it was regular but weak. I grabbed the earphone and called 911. While I waited for an answer I opened the gate and the service department threshold with my remote. I sat on the floor to cradle Marie's head in my lap. The emergency wheeler dealer took my information as I tried unsuccessfully to remain tranquillize.

After breaking the connexion I phoned her doc who told me to have her taken to Vinca minor Beach's thou Strand Hospital where she'd sports meeting us. Finally, after what seemed to be an interminable waiting, I could hear femme fatale attack. The first was a Sheriff's deputy. For some understanding I pushed my security remote after he gave me a funny story look. It proved to be a secure determination. 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 mo doing zip 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 keep an eye on but was detained by the deputy sheriff. 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 receipt and a gas reception from a purchase I'd made on the way family. No issue 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 infirmary. You can either arrest me or get the hell off my prop. If you arrest me be prepared to make do with my attorney. I have plenty of money and I can yield the best lawyer in the state."The tec's response was to punch me in the stomach.

"Listen, cocksucker, there's zip you can do. We're in mastery here, not you. Who would trust you, anyway ? It would just be your Scripture against ours—two highly respected officers of the law."

"You think so ? My Holy Scripture against yours ? Guess again—this whole episode is on television, so who's the bunghole now ? See these piddling cameras in the ceiling ? I turned them on when your lieutenant arrived and shoved me away from my wife. Now I'm going. I dare you to stop me. My security society has the evidence and the solitary way you'll ever get it is with my permit, and that's never going to happen."I got up and walked out the door. On the way I yelled,"I'm setting the alarm now. If you don't get out in one minute the alarm will go to the Sheriff's position. Then you can explain why you're in my discharge house."I jumped into the Porsche and took off. It was all I could do to keep under the pep pill limit. I got to the hospital in just over XL minutes.

running play 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 joke ? Eventually, more than two minute later, Dr. Jonnson found me."You can unbend, Mr. Shaw, everything is OK."I thought I'd collapse so I put my hand against the rampart to steady myself."Marie,"the doctor continued,"is in way 227. She's going to be ticket. I had to take the sister by C-section to lay aside them as well as your wife. They're in incubator but they're tidy and should be out in about two calendar week once we have their consistence weight up within convention parameter. Marie will be unconscious for a few 60 minutes yet so you may want to get something to eat."

"If it's all the Saame to you, doctor, I want to be with her."Dr. Jonnson pointed me in the direction of her way. I found Marie with a cluster of subway system in her and monitors tracking her vitals. I took a chair, sat down, and prayed. I sat there well into the night when Marie stirred slightly. I took her hand, kissing and stroking it gently. She didn't undefendable her centre but I would have sworn she squeezed me back. I prayed some more. Finally, around eleven Marie opened her centre, turned her head, and smiled at me weakly. I kissed her manus again and pulled the cord for the nursemaid. I was amazed to see Dr. Jonnson respond.

She removed some of the tubes—those that were helping Marie breathe and checked her vitals."You two can talk 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 deglutition of water supply. I guess I fainted and hit my head. I think it was around 1:30. What about our infant ?"

I kissed Marie's forehead as I explained."Dr. Jonnson had to study them by C-section so your abdominal cavity will be sore for a while. They're in incubators and will be, she says, for about two weeks until she's sure as shooting they can sustain themselves. You're all going to be just fine."

"Did I hear some pig at the business firm ? I thought I heard person giving you a laborious time."

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

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

"Yes, I know and now that you're OK you can state them. The first deputy gave me a funny, kind of an accusatory, expression when he came in. I turned on the alarum system's video. The investigator got a niggling rough with me, even threatening me, but all that will be on record. I'm going to contact an attorney about suing and maybe prosecuting them. Idiots like that don't belong on a law personnel. 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 prison term is it now, George ?"

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

"George, if I know you there's nil in your tummy. You haven't eaten any dinner, have you ?"When I shook my head she continued,"It won't do any of us any sound if you get sick, will it ?"I shook my oral sex 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 catch some Z's. I kissed her back and left, but not before thanking God for all my blessings.


CHAPTER 19

The only thing I could rule open at that hour was a Wendy's a match of statute mile away. I ordered at the drive through windowpane then parked in the lot to eat as quickly as I could. I knew deep within myself that there was no grounds to rush but I couldn't supporter myself—I had to get back to the hospital ! I finished off the burger and took off, eating the rest of the fries 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 blocks but it seemed an eternity. I was relieved when I finally parked in the lot and jogged back into the abandon lobby. 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 nursery. I stood out of doors, staring at the two absorb incubator. Even at this hour there was a nurse on duty. I was incredibly grateful. I thought I had just found another worthwhile brotherly love for my money. From what I could see my children's trice and breathing pace were in high spirits than formula but regular. I was relieved to see them, but—damn—they were tiny !

I waved at the nursemaid and she walked over to the windowpane, asking through 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 incubators. I nodded"yes."She replied by giving me a huge smile and flashing the"OK"polarity. 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 entire fourth dimension. Marie stirred just after eight ; I could see she was in pain, no uncertainty from her surgical incision. I called for the nursemaid as I leaned over to hug and buss my erotic love. For the 1st metre in the past two Clarence Day she was able to snog 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 cockcrow. They seem to be doing fine."I told her about my"conversation"with the nurse and I was relieved to actually see her smile. It turned to a frown when she looked beyond me. How she knew these men were the two idiot detectives I will never know. I excused myself, walked past them, and laughed,"Good hazard, you're going to need it. My wife can be a Panthera tigris when she's aroused."

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

Marie recovered quickly ; she was young and respectable and strong. Just after noon the staff allowed her to natter our children. We were given gowns and surgical masks as well as concealment for my shoes. We couldn't take the babies from the incubator, but we did get a great up-close looking at. Marie did agree—they were tiny !

When we returned to her room Marie was helped back into the bed."Well, George VI, I guess we should come up with some names, don't you ?"I nodded and we talked for almost an hour when I could see she was tired. We agreed on Matthew and Sandra, just two names we liked. I had no family that I knew of and almost all of hers were utter so we had no extraneous influences. One thing she had insisted on was that we would not use either George or Marie. I agreed completely. I wasn't all that keen on George anyway. I wanted Marie to sleep and she agreed on the condition that I go nursing home and do the Same. Reluctantly, I agreed.

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

An hour later I took a cry from Raleigh, the state of matter capital. It was the senior partner of a John Roy Major law firm—a veridical leaden hitter. We spoke for almost an hr ; I retained him and forwarded the video to him for review. respective days later he called again. We definitely had both a strong civil and criminal causa. I told him to do whatever was necessary.

Marie came home three days later. I had to aid her into the house and I made her hope not to sift herself. I promised I'd do everything for her. I was so thankful she and our child had survived I'd do anything. Marie refused to lie in bed so I made her well-heeled on the couch, brought her a small blanket so she'd be fond and gave her a pile of magazines. When I asked if she wanted something to salute she threw one of them at me, but she smiled and laughed as she did. I brought her an iced tea, placing it carefully following to her. I was about to pussyfoot away when she stopped me,"Not so fast, Mr. Shaw—over here now,"she said pointing to a spot next to her. I sat and she took my deal."Remember,"she continued,"I'm not attain of drinking glass ; I'm not going to part. I've been sitting in that damned hospital bed doing nothing so I'm restless. I need to get up and move around. I promise you I won't over maintain myself."She leaned forward to osculate me. It was long and sweet and tender. She wrapped her long tongue around mine. Marie stroked my cheek as we kissed, so I reached around her to gently pull up her finisher."That's the musical theme,"she whispered as she placed my helping hand on her breast. I slowly massaged her, loving the increased size and weight of her wondrous mammary. She pushed my pass down to her swollen nipple, urging me to suckle. Her strong milk trickled into my backtalk."They gave me a breast ticker with statement to use it three or four multiplication a day, but I had a salutary approximation ! Wouldn't you agree ?


CHAPTER 21

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

Five days after returning home I took Marie to Dr. Jonnson's spot to deliver her stitches removed. She was healing nicely, but when she sent me to get the car I saw her whispering to the doctor. I learned about it that Nox when we retired. Marie leaned back against me, raised her leg over mine and moved my cock toward her slit."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 class, I laughed that off. I know you'd never do anything to offend me. But I need to feel you within me—it makes me feel loved and wanted. I know it's silly but that's how I feel. She said we could, but very carefully."Slowly she rubbed my cock against her slit. I got hard in a world phonograph record time. Grasping me firmly she pulled me into her ; I stayed perfectly still—OK, not"PERFECTLY distillery ;"I just moved a tiny bit, enough to excite her. When she moaned various prison term and moved against me I knew for sure she was going to be just fine.

My attorney had, over the past calendar week taken the video of the detectives along with Marie's deposit to the DoS police. He told me they were extremely occupy in prosecuting the case—there was a long history of charge against the Sheriff and his faculty. He also filed a twenty million dollar law suit against the county and the Sheriff's office. olibanum, I was surprised when I answered a cry from the gate announcing a visit from the man himself—the Sheriff had come to ring. I turned on the video system just before opening the door.

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

"Bad things can chance. You know, we're always looking for drug dealer and that fancy car of yours can pull in a lot of unwanted tending. It could get so bad that you'll never want to go out your house. And, who knows what might pass off to your wife and those two little babies once they come home from the hospital -- just a slight something for you to think about. I take real thoroughly concern of my boys and those two who were here are two of my best."He turned, walked out, and left. I watched his car leave. Five minutes later I received another call from the gate. He identified himself as a lieutenant from the state police. He showed his ID and I buzzed him in.

Unlike my visit from the sheriff this one was extremely cordial. He was following up on the event 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 time the show finished. I gave him a written matter DVD, telling him the master copy was for my attorney. Three Day later all three, the Sheriff and the two idiot tec, were arrested on a foresighted leaning of charges. It turned out that they were all under investigation for a sort of charges including rottenness, graft, stealing, witness determent, and more matter than I can list here. A week later the county attorney contacted my attorney about settling the suit. The adopt morning Marie and I brought our two child home. All was well in the world.


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