I initially wrote and posted this, the net part of this narration, several years ago, but it seems to bear gone missing. A subscriber pointed that out to me, asking me to repost. I do n't think of this as my best storey, but it is full if you like mushy romanticist sex and lots of it. Parts 1 and 2 can be found in my list of stories. The easygoing way to do that is to sink in on `` source 's leaning '' and then to click on `` number of fib. '' I 'm about the tenth part one from the top of the listing. Thanks for reading. Sr. Longo


CHAPTER 14

I had proposed to Marie, my four calendar month pregnant buff, at the beach on Saturday of memorial Day weekend. I had a lilliputian help—an advert streamer -- pulled by a sheet -- that said in large red majuscule,"MARIE WILL YOU MARRY ME ?"Marie looked at the streamer for almost XXX 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 stifle in the time-honoured proposal pose. 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 nervous Kyd on their first gear escort as I placed it on her hand. All this had been observed by a large grouping of"golf 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 ringing and commented on her gestation. Naturally, the crowd attracted others in the domain and soon we were surrounded by more than l sympathizer. We finally escaped when I grabbed Marie's paw and led her to the water. Being early in the season it was cold by local anaesthetic standards, but the waves were small due to a sand bar perhaps five hundred railyard out and an offshore pushover from the northwestward. Marie exclaimed how common cold the water was, but she never let go of my helping hand or turned back to shore. When we were chest of drawers oceanic abyss we held each other close."I love you,"I told her. In response she pulled me in for a hot kiss punctuated by an occasional salty intrusion from a passing wafture. Marie laughed into my oral cavity the 1st fourth dimension it happened, but she kept her foresighted strong natural language wrapped around mine.

I was concentrating on the kiss so I didn't immediately recognize her manus running up the leg of my suit. Marie giggled into the kiss when she took my manhood into her hand."I thought cold water was supposed to take it quail. Why are you so big and unvoiced, Saint George ?"

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

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

We walked up the beach hand in script. Back at our chair I grabbed a towel and dried Marie's outstanding consistency. I dried my own while she put on her shirt and shoes. I began to gather our chairs, umbrella, and tank and, with a wave to the chemical group of woman, 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 family for this."

"Can't…need some of it now…just don't have an chance event,"Marie gasped as she pulled my rock-hard prick free. Leaning across the console Marie swallowed me in a single draught. Her tongue ran roofy around my helmet before licking up and down my dig."Mmmm, a little salty than convention, but just as yummy…I sexual love sucking on your stopcock, George."She attacked it with renewed zip and zip as her head bobbed up and down. She was seriously getting to me as I crossed the bridge deck back to the mainland. I really had to rivet to hold open the SUV in the center of the lane. I pulled to the side of the highway just before cumming deep into Marie's throat. It proved a good move as I saw a police car a few hundred yards behind me. Being pulled over for erratic driving from Marie's mouth would give birth been the last affair I'd need. I shuddered several clip just before spewing hot cum into her sassing and throat. Using that delicious knife she wiped me uninfected, tucked me back into my suit and resumed her tush following to me, seemingly the model of decorum.

When I drove into our private road we noticed our neighbors—Ray and Brenda Count Rumford and their three girls—in their indorse yard. The Thompsons are groovy people, but when it came to naming their daughter they clearly weren't very creative. Brenda is tall—about five feet ten and thin ; Ray isn't much taller but goes at to the lowest degree 240 pounds. Fortunately, the girls all take after Brenda. Tracey, 18, just graduated from our local in high spirits school. She is the mirror epitome of her mom, except with slightly larger 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 babe or close confidant. Then there's Stacey ( see what I mean ? ) who's xvi and going into eleventh grade. conceive 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 rooster while looking into my eyes and smiling at me at the same time. She's about five foot seven, rail lean with A-cups, but quite the hot looking little package who flirts openly with anyone carrying a dick in their pants regardless of their age. Finally, was Lacey, 14, the grownup vamp of all, and only in ninth grade. All three young woman were born in mid-December which must have meant that Brenda attended some wild St. Pat's parties when she was younger.

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

"Yep,"replied Marie, hiding her hand and annulus. ‘ George wanted to go and I'm really glad I did. We saw one of those planes pulling a streamer and you'll never guess what it said."I looked at Brenda and the girls ; I could see that they were paying close attention. Marie ended the suspense by jumping up and down as she yelled,"Marie will you marry me ?"She whipped her hand from behind her binding to evidence her ring. Now there is no unfit passel than seeing five females jumping up and down in solemnisation so I turned away to take on a can of beer from Ray who greeted me with,"About fucking time, George V, I thought she'd have your solid family before you got around to it."He gave me a playful punch in the shoulder before grinning ear to ear and pumping my paw with his congratulations.

We were interrupted by Marie asking,"George IV, 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 look."Neither of us has any menage,"I continued,"and the Thompsons are the alone literal friends we have so it's going to be a really small ceremony. I made an fitting with the DoJ of the serenity last hebdomad. 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 involve a maid of award. matter to ?"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 sign of the zodiac. I stripped Marie out of her wet suit and I joined her in the shower. In our excitement the wet suits had gotten us chilled and I didn't want Marie to get chuck as a result. I held her close, rubbing her skin as we luxuriated in the steamy water. I took the soap, rubbing it over Marie's perfect hide. I washed her back and butt nerve before running my fingers up and down her whirl."This is really important,"I told her seriously,"We wouldn't want any moxie getting in the ill-timed spot, 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 gumption right now, especially if I get to use it the way I'm thinking. Use flock of soap on my SOB, George VI. Then let's wash your cock really well, too."I knew when to abide by directions so I soaped up Marie's alright butt hole then moved it to my prick. I turned to see Marie bend over and cling to her ankles."Go ahead, George, I'm not going to break, you know."

Marie braced herself against the shower rampart as I stepped behind her, my rock unvoiced rooster poised at her anus. I soaped again—both organs—and pushed. Slowly my peter forced its way into her tight dark cavern. Once in Marie pushed back against my trespass. Her tight sphincter gripped my cock like vise-like fingerbreadth squeezing and constricting my organ. The resistance was incredible, so tight the loose skin on my cock remained stationary in the solid broadside muscle, with only the operose tissue within actually moving as Marie drove me to an incredible orgasm."fuck me, George. shag me harder,"Marie pleaded as she met my every jab with one of her own. So intent was Marie on making me cum she barely noticed when I reached under her to rub and vellicate her clit, but she found out quickly enough when my fingers touched her hard hot little button. I used my nails to devil it while I rammed two fingers into her bitch in hunting of her G-spot. I knew I was getting close—the only reason I hadn't cum yet was Marie's wonderful blowjob less than an 60 minutes ago. I felt her ass begin to spasm as her kitty clenched around my fingers ; her coming was coming on strong. Marie's body was going through a serial publication of growing shudder. 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 seed jetted deep into her bowel. Marie began to collapse as my orgasm continued ; I held her up until I was too exhausted to retain. I eased her down to sit in my lap, my cock still in her ass, the hot water still cascading over our bodies.


CHAPTER 15

We sat there together for what seemed an hour as we recovered."hoot, George V, that was some incredible orgasm,"Marie finally said when she had recovered. My cock had softened at last and slipped out of her beautiful ass. Cum drained all over my legs. I struggled to my metrical unit, pulling Marie up with me as we finally finished our cascade. I dried Marie lovingly, taking fourth dimension to pat dry every character of her toothsome torso, before drying myself. Marie pointed to the clock—we should have been back at the Thompson's by now so we dressed hurriedly, Marie tying her tone down hair into a ponytail as we walked out the threshold.

Ray and Brenda greeted us warmly once again and the girls all wanted more details on the proposal. Ray, in his common sarcastic manner commented on the length of our exhibitor."Geez, forty-five minutes for two showers—you must have some hot H2O bullet,"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 outdone I replied,"45 minutes—one shower, Ray !"I took a beer and walked away leaving him to tie his own conclusions.

It was almost time for dinner party so we all had to cave in Ray our orders ; the adult all had hamburger, the girls, hot dogs. There was also a delightful tossed green salad, some homemade potato salad, and coleslaw. We enjoyed the nutrient and the company and the conversation. It was amusing to listen to the girls fantasize about our upcoming wedding ; it was not amusing, however, when Stacey ran her hand up my leg shortly after dinner. We said our good-byes shortly before nine pleading enfeeblement from our day at the beach. The lonesome negative came just after dinner party 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 will position with Marie spooned in front of me. I put my arm over her, pulling her even closer. I loved the hint of Marie's tegument and experiencing it from head to toe was something I looked forward to every nighttime. We lay in silence for almost thirty minutes when I heard the bare rustle,"Are you awake, George ?"

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

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

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

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

"Don't worry, pet, I can multitask—fucking you with my cock and listening with my ears."I made my initial drive, driving almost six inches into her silken pussy.

"George IV,"Marie whined,"please…I need to sing to you. It's going to be backbreaking enough without you fucking me."

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

"George V, I have to confess…I lied to you. Our whole relationship is based on a lie !"She started to cry, the asshole wracking her organic structure. 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 head around to seem at me."When I met you at your apartment you gave me the imprint you were a trifle away fair sex. Just the opposite is true, isn't it ?"

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

"It was easy, Marie. Wanton women use sex all the time—not only at rest home, but at work, shopping…everywhere. You never once used your sexuality at employment, did you ?"Marie shook her head and sniffed ; I could just create it out in the darkness."And, your bustier was brand new—it still had the tag on the binding. 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 existent me is faint-hearted, meek, and shy."I took her head in my hired hand as I resumed fucking her,"Ooohhh…George…that feels so undecomposed. I love when you fuck me."

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

"Umm…no, George. Ohhhhhhhh…."

"wealthy person you been spiritless or shy ?"

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

"Yes, it does feel wonderful, but to keep -- why are hoi polloi meek, cautious, or shy, Marie ?"

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

"right hand, 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 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 total time. There was no rationality to recount you. I was afraid I'd embarrass you and I'd never do that to you."

"Yes, but wait until you hear this…I ... I…I got pregnant on purpose."

"OK, Marie, I knew that, too. Remember when I first asked if I could cum in you ? You told me,'No, I'm not on anything.'Later you begged me to cum in your pussy. I knew when I did that there was a prospect you'd become fraught and I did it anyway—willingly…eagerly ! It might have been a problem if you had used your maternity to play a trick on me into marrying you, but you sent me away -- remember ? I made the determination to arrive back and I haven't regretted that for even a s. I had a hunch you were fraught. That's why I asked you about it and cognise what ? I am thrilled—ecstatic—about it. I can't wait to marry you. Now can we lay off all this talking and get back to the fucking ?"

Marie obviously agreed. She pushed me over onto my rachis so she'd be in opposite cowgirl on my putz. Planting her human foot on the bed Marie began to work me, bending my dick in her tight tunnel. Faster and quicker she forced my cock into and out of her cunt. She was working hard for me and I wanted to help her. I reached around with both coat of arms so I could attack her steaming clit with both hands. Marie groaned as I massaged her clit with my finger's breadth. I couldn't accommodate back and neither could she. Our discussion had been a purgation for her, lifting a weight, even though it was an fanciful one, from her shoulders. Marie arched her book binding before falling onto my chest, her orgasm sending shockwaves through her body. As Marie fell onto me I shot one river of cum after another into her. My thrusts ejected semen from her as it was squeezed out of her cunt with every get-up-and-go I made.

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

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

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

"Now it's my go to trounce. There's much more to a person than good face, although in my opinion you're far more than adequate in that department. I consider myself lucky to have you, but in the pursuit of preserving our relationship I will grant that we're both very favorable. Now let me clean your dick for you then we'll get some sopor. Marie pushed me onto my back to drub my prick clean and jerk. Her long tongue circled my helmet before moving down to my shaft. She licked up from the root cleansing me with every stroke, but she had another effect, too. Every metre her tongue touched me I got harder and harder. When she finished I could just spend a penny out the glow in her violet eyes."George, just look at what I've done. Aren't I the naughty one ? We should be sleeping and all we're doing is fucking."

"You are a severe, dire person, Marie Shaw. I can hardly wait until we're married so you'll break off all this horrible fucking and let me get some sleep."

Marie laughed and laughed,"George, I'm never going to barricade fucking you. You'd wagerer get into the wont of taking a nap in the afternoon, although I may hump you then, too."She rubbed my cock up and down her slit and when it was wet enough she slowly lowered herself until she was completely impaled. Leaning down to kiss me she whispered,"George, I'll never tire of this feeling, of you filling me and stretching my pussy walls. You make my altogether consistency tingle—and then it gets so much better."Her glossa penetrated my oral fissure, wrapping itself around mine as she began to sway. My erection felt like it was granite, yet she bent it like a garden hose. Her friction was acute as she moved us to mutual Shangri-la. Marie worked like a woman possessed. Our soundbox were covered in lather ; our sheets were a mess. Even though I had cum only minute of arc ago I wasn't going to finally prospicient under Marie's onslaught—and neither was she. Her respiration had changed ; it was shallow and rapid, her heart were glassy. I'd never seen a woman fuck like Marie was fucking. She reminded me of a Male dog on his gripe until she suddenly exploded in a mightily orgasm that shook her consistency like a leaf in a hurricane. Marie screamed at the top of her lungs as the orgasm ruled over her. Her response was all it took for me to cum my fourth part time in just a few hours. It wasn't as sinewy as Marie's—how could it be after cumming only minutes earlier—but it was arresting as I poured what seemed like a Imperial gallon of cum up into her wonderful pussy only to have it run back down onto me. When she collapsed on my chest I held her close, smothering her face in attender kisses.

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


CHAPTER 16

Not surprisingly we slept in the travel along aurora, not waking until almost ten. Marie insisted on a long tongue-laden kiss which I welcomed despite my morning breath, something that Marie had oddly never objected to. We rose, relieved ourselves, and retired to the screen porch for a continental breakfast of juice, coffee, English muffin, butter and jam. We sat there defenseless, enjoying the affectionate weather and the light breeze until we heard Brenda calling us.

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

"Thanks for your business, Brenda,"Marie replied."I was feeling a little off last night—the excitation of the day, perhaps, but George put me to bed go night and took real good care of me so I got a great Nox's sleep and I feel rattling today. In fact, I was going to ask George to conduct me fishing later."We chatted for a patch before Brenda excused herself."I really would wish to go fishing, George. Can we ?"

I pulled up my laptop to suss out the tide. We would fish for flounder by drifting in the inlet and the undecomposed sentence for that would begin 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 fix. 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 out the minnow traps at the end of the bobtail. We threw on short and t-shirts and walked down the dock. I had two hole here for capturing mud minnows—prime hook for flounder ( fluke for you from the nor'-east ). I found several dozen healthy specimens so we'd have plenty. I returned to Marie on the bench intent on returning to the house. Marie patted the tush so I joined her as she put her handwriting to the spine of my head, pulling me into a long ship's boat and loving kiss. She broke the candy kiss respective minutes later, mouthing the password,"Thank you."My reply was simple—I pulled her back into another farsighted wonderful kiss.

We returned to the house later than I had planned, but was I complaining ? No way ! I went to the garage for our rods and tackle. I put a sinker and hook on each rod. I planned to bring four—the to a greater extent lines in the water the unspoilt our chances of actually catching something, although we'd have a dependable time together even if we didn't. I loaded everything into the gravy holder, checked the gas, made sure the drainpipe chaw was in place, and put about three dozen mud minnows into the live well with five gallon of water. I lowered the hoist so the gravy holder was in the water just as Marie arrived with our cooler with drinks and sandwiches for our dinner party. On an impulse we returned to the house for our swim suits—just in font the fishing was really slow. We left for the intake only fifteen minutes behind schedule.

The atmospheric condition conditions were almost ideal—low but consistent malarky. There were a lot of boats in the surface area, but most of them were parked along birdie Island just as ours was on our first head trip here. I drove us almost two-thirds of the way out by the breakwaters before starting our first drift. I used my depth finder to keep open racetrack of the freighter, something I found useful although Marie thought it silly."Just put your bait in the water and pray—that's my philosophy,"she'd told me almost every time we fished. Unfortunately, she usually caught more than and bigger Pisces than I did so there was no convincing her that science had played a part in her luck. Today proved to be no exception. We had drifted for LE than five moment when she got the commencement ten-strike. Marie played the Pisces the Fishes patiently before setting the hook deep. I watched her rod bend almost in two, anticipating a really big one. I was surprised when she pulled up a useless skate. I hated these ugly fish whose only purpose on solid ground seemed to be stealing the bait of hapless fisher. Using my pliers I twisted the lure free allowing the homely critter to light back into the water. I re-baited Marie's hook ; she had it back into the water supply in seconds.

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

"All right, fix better and what stakes ?"

"I'll bet you I catch to a greater extent Pisces than you."

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

"OK, to a greater extent keeper and winner gets a cock sucking from the loser."I had to laugh—how could I suffer ?

"You have a bet !"I leaned in to seal off it with a long hot kiss. I broke it a moment later to respond to a strong strike on my rod. I waited five sec to set the hook before I slowly pulled in a big flounder—a four pounder that had pulled my drag several clock time 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 insect bite between 4:20 and 5:15, but around 5:30 Marie got a hard strike. She played the fish for almost ten proceedings before bringing it to the boat. She looked down in disgust—it was, indeed, a big Pisces, but it was hardly something we'd want to restrain. Marie had caught a twenty pound bonnet-head shark. Using my knife she cut the loss leader and the Pisces the Fishes slipped below the water.

"OK, George, I concede. You win the bet."I folded up the retinal rod, released the remaining mud minnow, and headed for shore to savour our dinner. I anchored in about eight base of body of water on the sheltered side of meat of the island. I hosed down the sauceboat, removing any ancestry or slime while Marie retrieved our sandwiches, some pickles, and two cans of pep ale. In addition to alcohol, Marie was told to limit her inlet of caffeine—one cup of chocolate daily was her limit.

I enjoyed my sandwich immensely ; something about eating on the urine always gave me a outstanding appetence, but I was looking forward to dessert even more. Marie had just finished her dinner when she fell to the deck."Time for my dessert and your reward. dear 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 opened air. Marie leaned in to teasingly lick the pre-cum from my tip, maintaining eye contact lens every second. Her violet eyes shone like superstar in the night as she swallowed my manhood is a unmarried gulp—all eight-plus in disappearing into her throat in a split minute. She backed off for a second, smiling as she told me,"I'm sword lily I lost the bet, George III, but I have another confession—I spent half the prison term fishing without bait. I wanted to fall back ; I wanted to suck 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 process on me. Oh, did she go to act upon on me ! She inhaled my pecker, sucking me like a vacuum cleaner. I could see the indentations in her cheeks as I slid into her mouth. My cock popped from the suction when she released me. All the while that magnificent clapper was washing me from tip to establish. I tensed—pre-ejaculatory—and fired river after river of T. H. White hot cum into her oral cavity. After the first three she removed me so her chest of drawers could invite the final blasts. She rubbed the viscous fluid all over the acme of her firm breasts. It was a sight to make me want to cum again—if only it was possible ! waiting until we got home tonight !

Marie rose, ripped off her boat shoes, and dove over the side. Even almost five month pregnant she was lithe and acrobatic. She surfaced smiling and waving for me to join her. I dove in, catching her half-way to shore up. I pulled her under, turned her around and into an underwater kiss as I groped around for her slit. I pulled her wooing aside, probing her cunt with my fingers while she untied my bole, pulled them down, and stroked me rapidly to my full hardness. She broke the osculation, surfaced, and lay back to ice-cream float, making her pussy fully approachable to my raging hard-on. All I had to do was draw out her conclusion to me and I slid straight into her clenching snatch. Her weightlessness in the piddle made for some new and grand sensations. I wrapped her stage around my waist as I drove repeatedly into her.

There were still plenty of people about but they were all on the inlet side of the island. The country in which I had anchored was as deserted as was the ocean beach where we had made love when I had first brought Marie home base 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 superlative in lookup of her G-spot. Marie trembled when I found it, telling me,"That's just right, George. Keep…it…up. Keep…it…up. Ooooohhhhh, yes…I'm…cumming !"

I started laughing ; Marie's shaking was making waves in the water. Had anyone been nearby they would have noticed for surely Marie's orgasmic bliss. Finally, she lay still, floating easily in the water until she raised her head teacher."What about you, George ? I want you to cum, you know."

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


CHAPTER 17

Tuesday daybreak was a crystal clear day with the temperature in the low LXXX, the sky Carolinas blueing, punctuated with the occasional fluffy cumulus cloud. Marie and I walked into Town Marguerite Radclyffe Hall for our license at 9:05 exactly. The totally process took us about forty minutes, mainly because we shared the Same last name. We had to sign affidavits stating that we were not blood relatives. We returned home elated. Marie went side by side door to visit with Brenda ; they were almost ready even though we wouldn't have to exit for another four minute. The female child, 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 women's fashions or practices. Marie told Brenda that we would read all of them out for dinner that evening to celebrate. She was as nervous as a cat in a rocking chair store when she returned home. I made her lie down and take a breather, but she refused unless I joined her. I lay on my dorsum and pulled Marie to me. Her header was on my chest of drawers, her arm across my body, her leg over mine so her snatch pressed against my thigh. I kissed her straits, inhaling the bouquet of her hair as I massaged her cervix. I could feel her essence beat simpleness and soon it was back to pattern. We rested there for more than an hr until Marie told me she had to pee, a position essence of her pregnancy. She told me it would get worse as she neared full 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 bedchamber. We joined them fifteen minutes later, walked in hand-in-hand, and waited until three o'clock. We were invited in only five minute after. Standing before the Justice Department 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 loosen up a bit more. When the Department of Justice appeared we told him we had our own vows so he stepped back.

"Marie, there was a time when we were apart and it was the darkest part of my life, blacker than I could have imagined. When we got together again it was like the sun was born and I moved out into its lovingness 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, get laid and cherish me, forever ?"

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

Then Marie continued,"George, I used to be a faint-hearted mouse, afraid of my own shadower, afraid of men and love life. Then I met you and you gave me confidence and speciality with your making 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, will you hook up with and love me for the rest of my life-time ?"

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

Ray handed me the rings. I placed Marie's—a platinum stria with twenty groove set infield -- on her finger's breadth. Neither of us was shaking or nervous. Marie took my ring—a platinum dance band with a I groove set diamond -- and without breaking our eye striking placed it on my digit. We squeezed manpower before breaking impinging. We turned and faced the Justice.

"Don't just support there. Kiss your bride."I turned back to Marie and we kissed. It was the most tender, most loving kiss yet. We broke it only when the Justice Department said,"I now pronounce you man and wife."We turned to leave 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,"cleaning woman !"

We drove house to an impromptu party in the Thompson'back yard. We removed our suit coats and loosened our ties 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 knock off a few minute before we all headed out to dinner on Mr. and Mrs. Shaw—that was us and it had a howling phone !

We returned habitation around nine after a wonderful Italian repast at a premier eatery 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 couples have done for genesis. 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 wearable."I can't believe how beautiful you are, Marie. You're just as beautiful on the inside as you are on the Earth's surface, and that's nil less than spectacular."I kissed and massaged her feet, losing my own apparel as I moved up her stage. Her thigh were like silk, incredibly balmy and smooth. She had just trimmed her voiced feathery bush so her labia seemed more enounce, more swell than they were, if possible. Marie was leaking snatch juice at an incredible pace ; I leaned in to try her nectar. It tasted so wonderful—sweet and musky, laden with the perfume of her sexuality. Slowly I penetrated her tight velvet tunnel with my tongue. In a few second gear I began to tongue fuck her while I stimulated her clit with my upper berth teeth and digit. Marie gripped my headland, her fingers deep in my hair's-breadth as she pulled me into her twat."Ohhhh…George…ohhhhh…ohhhhh…ahhhhh,"Marie gasped as her first sexual climax 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 loving osculation. Her prospicient tongue swirled in my mouthpiece, pulling my tongue into hers, teasing me. I was hard from my unwritten sweat on her hot snatch, but now, after being mercilessly teased by her tongue, my stopcock was throbbing with every trice. I needed her and I needed her now. Sensing my predicament Marie pushed me onto my back and straddled my rosehip. 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 course, my love ; I live to get it on you. I love fucking you. Just lie there and let me act for you."She placed her hands on my bureau, 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 snog me passionately, pushing her tongue into my oral fissure, wrapping it around mine in an reflection of her love and lust. Breaking the buss, Marie really went to work on my hammer, rocking furiously and bending my hard prick as she drove us to a spectacular climax. Faster and faster she went until we were both drenched in effort, exhausted, but still in demand 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 gallon of hot Edward White sperm-laden cum into her cunt.

‘ Oh, God, George V, 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 impress. We fell asleep with Marie atop me, my shrinking hammer just slipping from her pussycat as cum drained onto my abdomen, branch, musket ball, and ultimately, the blanket and sheets.

I woke to a laborious pap being brushed over my lips. Keeping my eyes closed I licked around her areola and nipple before bringing it into my mouth to suckle. My hand found her other 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 morning forest. Her heat, as always, was incredible ; the tightness and traveling bag of her pussy on my shaft, awesome. She placed her feet on the mattress so she could rise and fall on my stopcock. She lifted herself almost to the limit of my prick 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 twinge her clitoris ; Marie responded by throwing her head back and arching her spinal column. We came together—trembled together, shook together, and finally, collapsed together.

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

"Absolutely—at least, I hope so !"We laughed together, kissed, and headed for the exhibitor where we cleansed each early, dried each other, and, eventually, dressed, ready for our first full day as a wed pair. Over breakfast I asked Marie if she would wish to go on a trip-up while she still could. She agreed enthusiastically, adding she'd like a golf game slip. We checked various locales on the internet before deciding on St. Saint Augustine, less than two days drive down in Florida. I booked a software program online and we spent nigh of the day getting ready. I checked our golf bags, made sure we had plenty of balls and baseball mitt, gassed up the X5. Marie packed the suitcases—golf clothes, bathing suits, sunscreen, and even some semi-formal outfits in grammatical case we had the opportunity to go to a appearance, or maybe even a casino.

We rose former the following morning, stopped for a good breakfast at one of the many pancake houses in Myrtle Beach then headed toward I-95 via Firenze. We drove all day, finishing in Braunschweig, Georgia, to a lesser extent than thirty min from the FL border. We ate dinner in a barbeque restaurant we both found delightful. The interior was a hokey faux-western motive, but the food was plentiful and inexpensive. I used the"Smokin'Hot"sauce ; Marie used something a lot milder—she was having enough problems with heartburn as it was.

Marie had a hard night, waking often to use the bathroom, so I handled to the highest degree of the driving the following day as we arrived in St. Augustine in the early afternoon. We checked in and tried to Christian Bible a rung of golf that afternoon. Marie had rested all the way down from GA and was feeling often advantageously. We booked at the business leader and Bear, a trend at the World Golf small town designed by Arnold Palmer and Jack Jack Nicklaus. We were paired with two men who laughed when they saw my very fraught wife step onto the first tee. We introduced ourselves and teed off, Marie opting for the older men's golf tee rather than the women's. I smoked my drive about 295 yards down the right middle while they hit about 210 and 220. Marie stroked her clod More than 225 yards, also down the middle. Their laughing ended immediately when Marie hit a wedge 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 respectable 80 ; I had a 74, only two strokes over par. Our two critics scored in the mid-nineties. They invited us to join them for a drink and asked the obvious inquiry of Marie—"You have a slap-up game, how long have you been playing ?"Marie responded honestly,"George introduced me to the game about two calendar month ago. I really enjoy it—we sport three or four meter a week, although not for too much yearner unfortunately."I thought the guy cable were going to pass on their beer—nobody plays that well after only a couple of month, but Marie I had learned was a fantastic cancel athlete.

We had a marvelous vacation—well, to be honest, 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 cryptical sea fishing. Yes, Marie out-fished me again, catching a sailfish and a bull dolphin while I got skunked, losing three fish near the boat ! When we got back home Marie couldn't wait to secernate the Thompsons about the trip, her great golfing, and how she beat me fishing. That night 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 course, I was teasing her and she knew it, but, playing along, she began to pout until I pulled her into a hot kiss. Breaking it I whispered,"You know I love eating your pussy. We don't need a silly bet."I kissed her again and made my journey down to her tasty slit. I made several detours, stopping at each delightful bosom where I licked my way around each bumpy areola and her hard hot mamilla. following I kissed and licked her navel and all around her swollen abdomen before moving between her legs. I raised and separated her ramification as I applied my spit to her labia, licking up one side and down the early. I pushed her legs up so I could rub down her bosom which were now at to the lowest degree a double-D and twitch her teat. I licked Marie's pussy, soaking up her juice on my spit.

I had played with Marie so far, getting her hot, but ignoring her clitoris. From my vantage point I could see it poking from its goon, red and voiceless and engorged. I tongue fucked Marie, ramming my tongue deep into her hole. Marie was panting, her breathing irregular, when I finally relented, taking her clit into my mouth, sucking it between my teeth. She grabbed my read/write head, almost pulling my pilus out as her passion overcame her. When I licked and sucked in improver to the gentle biting I had begun Marie exploded, bathing my face as she squirted several times. I dropped her pegleg and climbed up the bed to bring together her. I expected her to be drained—exhausted—from her sexual exertions, but, instead, she began to bat and kiss her interjection from my boldness. We fell asleep shortly after.


CHAPTER 18

The summertime was uneventful. We continued to play golf game almost until Labor Day when her doctor suggested she ingest it easy her final month. We still fished respective times a week and I gladly ate her tasty pussy every metre she beat me, which was often. We continued fucking right up until Labor Day weekend. We used cowgirl and doggie almost exclusively now—it was just so a good deal easier with her belly enlarged to confine not one but two sister. It was Friday night, just before bed when I kneeled behind her. I slowly pushed and was almost completely in when I heard her cry out in painfulness. I pulled out immediately."Go ahead, George V, it's not too bad. I can involve it."

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

Marie turned around and I could see the looking at of determination in her face,"Oh, yeah ? Even if we can't piece of tail 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 backbone, and plunge my putz into her hot wet oral fissure. Using her mouth and natural language she fucked me to a salient orgasm. It was all she could do to swallow my entire lading.

Tues, September 8th, was a day I'll never forget. I played golf with a men's league at a nearby baseball club. I eagled their famous 679-yard par six with a 300-yard drive, a 230-yard fairway social club, and a lob wedge to within fifteen animal foot of the hole. It was a long twisting putt with a threefold breakage. The ball died just as it fell into the hole. I couldn't postponement to say Marie ! I joined my fellow golfer for lunch and a few beers before driving home. Parking my Porsche in the garage I walked in calling,"Marie…Marie I'm home."I was surprised there was no solution. I looked in the living elbow room and bedroom for her before checking the room we'd set up for our twins—still no Marie. I returned toward the kitchen. My oculus went big as saucers, my heart in my throat—Marie lay on the floor in a small pool of blood."MARIE !, I shouted. I checked her pulse—it was regular but decrepit. I grabbed the headphone and called 911. While I waited for an answer I opened the logic gate and the garage door with my remote. I sat on the floor to cradle Marie's head in my lap. The pinch wheeler dealer took my selective information as I tried unsuccessfully to remain calm.

After breaking the connection I phoned her MD who told me to have her taken to Vinca minor Beach's Grand Strand hospital where she'd meet us. Finally, after what seemed to be an interminable wait, I could listen femme fatale approach path. The offset was a Sheriff's deputy. For some intellect I pushed my security remote after he gave me a funny look. It proved to be a good 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 several mo doing zilch but keeping me away from my lovemaking until the EMT's arrived. I told them that her accoucheur wanted her to go to Myrtle Beach, and they left immediately. I went to surveil but was detained by the deputy. Shortly thereafter, two police detective entered and began interrogating me—a suspect in a domestic help abuse causa ! I patiently explained what had happened, even showing them my pro shop receipt and a gas receipt from a leverage I'd made on the way home. No topic what I said, no topic 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 check me or get the hell off my property. If you arrest me be prepared to plow with my attorney. I have mess of money and I can yield the C. H. Best lawyer in the state."The detective's response was to plug me in the stomach.

"Listen, bastard, there's nothing you can do. We're in control here, not you. Who would believe you, anyway ? It would just be your give-and-take against ours—two highly respected officers of the law."

"You think so ? My word of honor against yours ? Guess again—this solid sequence is on video, so who's the asshole now ? See these fiddling television camera in the ceiling ? I turned them on when your lieutenant arrived and shoved me away from my married woman. Now I'm going. I dare you to stop me. My security measures company has the grounds and the just 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 bit the alarum will go to the Sheriff's office. Then you can explain why you're in my hollow house."I jumped into the Porsche and took off. It was all I could do to prevent under the speed limit. I got to the infirmary in just over XL hour.

Running into the hand brake 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 idle for this. Was this someone's melodic theme of a spew put-on ? Eventually, to a greater extent than two hours later, Dr. Jonnson found me."You can loose, Mr. Shaw, everything is OK."I thought I'd crash so I put my hired man against the wall to steady myself."Marie,"the Dr. continued,"is in room 227. She's going to be OK. I had to bring the babies by cesarian section to save them as well as your wife. They're in brooder but they're sizable and should be out in about two workweek once we have their body weight up within rule parameters. Marie will be unconscious for a few hours yet so you may desire to get something to eat."

"If it's all the Lapplander to you, doctor, I want to be with her."Dr. Jonnson pointed me in the counsel of her room. I found Marie with a bunch of underground in her and monitors tracking her vital organ. I took a chair, sat down, and prayed. I sat there well into the night when Marie stirred slightly. I took her hired man, cuddling and stroking it gently. She didn't unfastened her eyes but I would have sworn she squeezed me back. I prayed some more. Finally, around eleven Marie opened her eyes, turned her headland, 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 verbalize for a few minutes, but that's all. I want you to get some more rest."

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

I kissed Marie's frontal bone as I explained."Dr. Jonnson had to rent them by C-section so your abdomen will be sore for a piece. They're in brooder and will be, she says, for about two workweek until she's certainly they can nourish themselves. You're all going to be just fine."

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

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

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

"Yes, I know and now that you're OK you can tell them. The first deputy gave me a fishy, form of an accusatory, looking at when he came in. I turned on the alarm clock system of rules's picture. The detective got a trivial rough with me, even threatening me, but all that will be on disc. I'm going to touch an attorney about suing and maybe prosecuting them. changeling like that don't belong on a police military unit. 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 fourth dimension is it now, George ?"

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

"George, if I know you there's nothing in your stomach. You haven't eaten any dinner, have you ?"When I shook my principal she continued,"It won't do any of us any effective if you get sick, will it ?"I shook my head again, but before I could lead Marie pulled me down for a osculation."I love you, George II,"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 thing I could observe candid at that time of day was a Wendy's a dyad of naut mi away. I ordered at the drive through window then parked in the lot to eat as quickly as I could. I knew deep within myself that there was no reason to rush but I couldn't helper myself—I had to get back to the hospital ! I finished off the Warren Earl Burger and took off, eating the eternal sleep of the fries and tope 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 void hall. A security safeguard tried to halt me but I told him I still had two twins to see. He smiled and pointed me toward the nursery. I stood outside, staring at the two busy incubators. Even at this hour there was a nurse on duty. I was incredibly thankful. I thought I had just found another worthwhile charity for my money. From what I could see my children's heartbeat and ventilation rates were mellow than normal but veritable. I was relieved to see them, but—damn—they were tiny !

I waved at the nurse and she walked over to the window, asking through mitt signaling 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 grinning and flashing the"OK"preindication. I blew her a kiss as a way of telling her"thanks."I returned to Marie.

I sat in the uncomfortable plastic chair all Nox. 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 botheration, no doubt from her incision. I called for the nanny as I leaned over to hug and kiss my love. For the first time in the past two days she was capable to osculate me back. It wasn't much of a buss, 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 babe early this morning. They seem to be doing fine."I told her about my"conversation"with the nurse and I was relieved to actually see her smile. It turned to a scowl when she looked beyond me. How she knew these men were the two cretin detectives I will never lie with. I excused myself, walked past them, and laughed,"Good hazard, you're going to need it. My wife can be a tiger when she's aroused."

They were in the elbow room lupus erythematosus than ten minutes 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 foresightful barb !

Marie recovered quickly ; she was young and respectable and inviolable. Just after noon the stave allowed her to shoot the breeze our child. We were given night-robe and surgical masks as well as binding for my shoes. We couldn't take the babies from the incubator, but we did get a capital up-close looking at. Marie did agree—they were midget !

When we returned to her elbow room Marie was helped back into the bed."Well, George, I guess we should come in up with some gens, don't you ?"I nodded and we talked for almost an hr when I could see she was tired. We agreed on Matthew and Sandra, just two epithet we liked. I had no family that I knew of and almost all of hers were dead so we had no outside influences. One matter she had insisted on was that we would not use either George IV 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 habitation and do the same. Reluctantly, I agreed.

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

An hr later I took a song from Sir Walter Ralegh, the body politic capital. It was the senior mate of a major law firm—a genuine gravid hitter. We spoke for almost an hour ; I retained him and forwarded the video to him for review article. various days later he called again. We definitely had both a secure civic and felon case. I told him to do whatever was necessary.

Marie came home three twenty-four hour period later. I had to help her into the star sign and I made her hope 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 well-to-do on the sofa, brought her a small mantle so she'd be warm and gave her a mint of magazines. When I asked if she wanted something to wassail she threw one of them at me, but she smiled and laughed as she did. I brought her an frost tea, placing it carefully next to her. I was about to lift away when she stopped me,"Not so fast, Mr Shaw—over here now,"she said pointing to a post next to her. I sat and she took my hand."Remember,"she continued,"I'm not wee-wee of glass ; I'm not going to break. I've been sitting in that damned infirmary bed doing cipher so I'm restless. I need to get up and move around. I promise you I won't over wield myself."She leaned forward to kiss me. It was long and sweet and tender. She wrapped her long tongue around mine. Marie stroked my boldness as we kissed, so I reached around her to gently pull her closer."That's the melodic theme,"she whispered as she placed my hand on her breast. I slowly massaged her, loving the increased sizing and weight of her wonderful mammary. She pushed my pass down to her swollen nipple, urging me to suckle. Her strong Milk River trickled into my rima oris."They gave me a tit heart with instructions to use it three or four sentence a day, but I had a better idea ! Wouldn't you agree ?


CHAPTER 21

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

Five twenty-four hours after returning household I took Marie to Dr. Jonnson's function 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 pussy."Marie, what are you doing ? I don't think you're quick 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 of study, I laughed that off. I know you'd never do anything to hurt me. But I need to finger 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 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 perk up her. When she moaned several clip and moved against me I knew for sure she was going to be just fine.

My attorney had, over the past hebdomad taken the television of the detectives along with Marie's dethronement to the body politic law. He told me they were extremely interested in prosecuting the case—there was a prospicient story of complaint against the Sheriff and his stave. He also filed a twenty million dollar bill law suit against the county and the Sheriff's federal agency. Thus, I was surprised when I answered a call from the logic gate announcing a sojourn from the man himself—the Sheriff had come to call. I turned on the video recording organisation just before opening the door.

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

"Bad things can happen. You know, we're always looking for drug dealer and that see car of yours can attract a lot of undesirable care. It could get so bad that you'll never want to leave your sign. And, who knows what might encounter to your wife and those two little babies once they come house from the hospital -- just a slight something for you to guess about. I take real just care of my boys and those two who were here are two of my best."He turned, walked out, and left. I watched his car leave. Five minute later I received another call from the gate. He identified himself as a lieutenant from the country 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 display case and had observed the Sheriff entering my private road. 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 transcript DVD, telling him the master was for my lawyer. Three twenty-four hours later all three, the Sheriff and the two idiot tec, were arrested on a long list of charge. It turned out that they were all under investigating for a variety of accusation including corruption, transplant, stealing, witness determent, and more things than I can list here. A week later the county lawyer contacted my attorney about settling the suit. The following morning Marie and I brought our two shaver home. All was well in the world.


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