I initially wrote and posted this, the final part of this story, several years ago, but it seems to have gone missing. A reader pointed that out to me, asking me to repost. I do n't think of this as my easily story, but it is just if you like mushy romantic sex and tons of it. Parts 1 and 2 can be found in my list of level. The gentle way to do that is to click on `` Author 's leaning '' and then to click on `` number of Stories. '' I 'm about the 10th one from the top of the leaning. Thanks for reading. Sr. Longo


CHAPTER 14

I had proposed to Marie, my four month pregnant devotee, at the beach on Saturday of remembrance Day weekend. I had a little help—an advert banner -- pulled by a aeroplane -- that said in big red Das Kapital,"MARIE volition YOU MARRY ME ?"Marie looked at the banner for almost thirty second base before turning to look at me. Then she looked back at the standard and when she turned back to me again I was on one knee in the time-honoured marriage offer mannerism. When Marie kissed me I produced a box with her mob, a 2.5 carat solitaire in a Pt setting. We were both shaking like nervous kids on their number one appointment as I placed it on her hand. All this had been observed by a orotund group of"golf widows"-women left alone by husbands gone to trifle golf.

They quickly surrounded us, hugging and kissing Marie and congratulating me, while they admired her annulus and commented on her pregnancy. Naturally, the bunch attracted others in the region and soon we were surrounded by more than than fifty sympathizer. We finally escaped when I grabbed Marie's hand and led her to the water. Being early in the time of year it was cold by local measure, but the waves were small due to a sand bar perhaps five hundred yards out and an offshore air from the nor'-west. Marie exclaimed how cold the water was, but she never let go of my hand or turned back to shore. When we were chest trench we held each other close."I love you,"I told her. In response she pulled me in for a hot buss punctuated by an occasional salty intrusion from a passing wave. Marie laughed into my mouth the first sentence it happened, but she kept her tenacious hard tongue wrapped around mine.

I was concentrating on the osculation so I didn't immediately recognize her mitt running up the leg of my lawsuit. Marie giggled into the kiss when she took my manhood into her manus."I thought cold water was supposed to spend a penny it shrink. Why are you so big and hard, St. George ?"

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

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

We walked up the beach hired man in mitt. Back at our chairwoman I grabbed a towel and dried Marie's spectacular consistency. I dried my own while she put on her shirt and shoe. I began to gather our chairs, umbrella, and cooler and, with a waving to the grouping of cleaning woman, we were gone. I had barely started the car when Marie had her hired hand up the leg of my swimsuit again."I thought you were going to wait until we got dwelling house for this."

"Can't…need some of it now…just don't have an accident,"Marie gasped as she pulled my rock-hard cock unloose. Leaning across the console Marie swallowed me in a single draft. Her tongue ran circles around my helmet before licking up and down my shaft."Mmmm, a little saltier than pattern, but just as yummy…I honey sucking on your cock, George."She attacked it with renewed energy and heartiness as her fountainhead bobbed up and down. She was seriously getting to me as I crossed the bridge back to the mainland. I really had to center to continue the SUV in the shopping mall of the lane. I pulled to the side of the highway just before cumming deep into Marie's pharynx. It proved a good move as I saw a law car a few hundred yards behind me. Being pulled over for wandering driving from Marie's mouthpiece would deliver been the last matter I'd penury. I shuddered several times just before spewing hot cum into her mouth and throat. Using that delightful tongue she wiped me pick, tucked me back into my suit of clothes and resumed her seat next 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 back railway yard. The Thompsons are great people, but when it came to naming their daughters they clearly weren't very originative. Brenda is tall—about five ft ten and thin ; Ray isn't much taller but goes at least 240 lbf.. Fortunately, the fille all take after Brenda. Tracey, 18, just graduated from our local anesthetic high school. She is the mirror simulacrum of her mom, except with slightly heavy 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 sis or skinny intimate. 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 middle and smiling at me at the same time. She's about five foot seven, rail thin with A-cups, but quite the hot looking piddling software system who flirts openly with anyone carrying a dick in their pants regardless of their age. Finally, was Lacey, 14, the grownup vamper of all, and only in ninth grade. All three female child were born in mid-December which must have meant that Brenda attended some state of nature St. Pat's parties when she was younger.

They waved to us so there was no escaping them. We had a smashing relationship—Brenda was Marie's first and best ally here and their teenage girl thought of Marie as an honorary sr. 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 ring. ‘ George wanted to go and I'm really sword lily I did. We saw one of those planes pulling a banner and you'll never guess what it said."I looked at Brenda and the girls ; I could see that they were paying close tending. Marie ended the suspense by jumping up and down as she yelled,"Marie will you conjoin me ?"She whipped her hired man from behind her back to prove her ring. Now there is no worse mickle than seeing five female jumping up and down in celebration so I turned away to ingest a can of beer from Ray who greeted me with,"About fucking meter, George, I thought she'd have your entirely family before you got around to it."He gave me a playful slug in the shoulder before grinning ear to ear and pumping my hand with his congratulations.

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

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

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

"Can we get ?"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 require a maid of accolade. concern ?"Now they began jumping anew. I thought they'd never stop so I grabbed Marie saying we needed a shower bath and we'd be back. I brought her hurriedly into our house. I stripped Marie out of her wet cause 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 pale as a result. I held her close, rubbing her hide as we luxuriated in the steamy water. I took the soap, rubbing it over Marie's perfect skin. I washed her back and butt cheeks before running my fingers up and down her sally."This is really authoritative,"I told her seriously,"We wouldn't want any Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin getting in the wrong shoes, would we ?"Marie looked up at me, nodding as though I were really serious.

"I think I want my ass to be free of any Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin right now, especially if I get to use it the way I'm thinking. Use great deal of soap on my shit, George IV. Then let's wash your tool really well, too."I knew when to stick to commission so I soaped up Marie's fine butt hole then moved it to my cock. I turned to see Marie bend over and clutch her ankles."Go ahead, St. George, I'm not going to cave in, you know."

Marie braced herself against the shower bath wall as I stepped behind her, my sway intemperately cock poised at her anus. I soaped again—both organs—and pushed. Slowly my cock forced its way into her tight dark cavern. Once in Marie pushed back against my intrusion. Her tight sphincter gripped my shaft like vise-like fingers squeezing and constricting my organ. The resistance was incredible, so tight the loose skin on my cock remained stationary in the strong round muscle, with only the hard tissue within actually moving as Marie drove me to an unbelievable orgasm."Fuck me, George. piece of tail me heavily,"Marie pleaded as she met my every thrust with one of her own. So intention was Marie on making me cum she barely noticed when I reached under her to rub and lift her clit, but she found out quickly enough when my finger's breadth touched her surd hot little button. I used my nails to nark it while I rammed two fingers into her slit in hunt of her G-spot. I knew I was getting close—the only grounds I hadn't cum yet was Marie's marvelous cock sucking LE than an minute ago. I felt her ass Begin to spasm as her snatch clenched around my fingerbreadth ; her orgasm was coming on strong. Marie's consistence was going through a series of growing tremor. On and on they went building to a crescendo before ebbing suddenly. It was at that level that I thrust forcefully into her as my semen jetted deep into her bowel. Marie began to collapse as my coming continued ; I held her up until I was too exhausted to bear on. I eased her down to sit in my lap, my cock still in her ass, the hot water still cascading over our dead body.


CHAPTER 15

We sat there together for what seemed an hour as we recovered."tinker's dam, George, that was some incredible orgasm,"Marie finally said when she had recovered. My rooster had softened at hold out and slipped out of her beautiful ass. Cum drained all over my branch. I struggled to my substructure, pulling Marie up with me as we finally finished our exhibitor. I dried Marie lovingly, taking clip to pat dry every part of her pleasant-tasting torso, before drying myself. Marie pointed to the clock—we should take in been back at the Thompson's by now so we dressed hurriedly, Marie tying her damp hair's-breadth into a ponytail as we walked out the door.

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

It was almost fourth dimension for dinner party so we all had to give Ray our parliamentary law ; the grownup all had burgers, the fille, hot dogs. There was also a delightful tossed green salad, some homemade potato salad, and coleslaw. We enjoyed the food for thought and the companionship 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 party. We said our good-byes shortly before nine pleading enervation from our day at the beach. The lonesome negative came just after dinner when Marie withdrew from the conversation.

Her humor continued at home as we undressed, showered again, and made our way to bed, naked as usual. I lay on my provide side of meat with Marie spooned in front man of me. I put my arm over her, pulling her even closer. I loved the touch of Marie's tegument and experiencing it from brain to toe was something I looked forward to every night. We lay in silence for almost XXX minutes when I heard the unfinished whisper,"Are you awake, George II ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"George,"Marie whined,"please…I need to peach 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 whole human relationship is based on a lie !"She started to cry, the prick wracking her body. It was time for me to confess.

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

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

"It was tardily, Marie. Wanton women use sex all the time—not only at home, but at oeuvre, shopping…everywhere. You never once used your sexuality at work, did you ?"Marie shook her head and sniffed ; I could just make up it out in the darkness."And, your bustier was stigma new—it still had the tag on the rear. 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 real me is timid, tame, and shy."I took her chief 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 answer you and then I never want to learn this absurdity again. Have you been timid with me ?"

"Umm…no, George. Ohhhhhhhh…."

"have you been meek or shy ?"

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

"Yes, it does sense wonderful, but to uphold -- why are people meek, timid, or shy, Marie ?"

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

"right, so why aren't you timid or shy with me ? Because you're not afraid, Marie ; doesn't that tell you something about our relationship ? You're not afraid because you love and confide me just as much as I love and trust you. You didn't lie to me, Marie…a little fib, maybe, but I knew all about it the integral time. There was no reason to order 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 hazard you'd become fraught and I did it anyway—willingly…eagerly ! It might have got been a problem if you had used your pregnancy to trick me into marrying you, but you sent me away -- remember ? I made the conclusion to occur back and I haven't regretted that for even a second. I had a suspicion you were meaning. That's why I asked you about it and have it away what ? I am thrilled—ecstatic—about it. I can't wait to marry you. Now can we stop all this talking and get back to the fucking ?"

Marie obviously agreed. She pushed me over onto my book binding so she'd be in reverse cowgirl on my cock. Planting her feet on the bed Marie began to shape me, bending my cock in her compressed tunnel. Faster and fast she forced my turncock into and out of her slit. She was working hard for me and I wanted to serve her. I reached around with both subdivision so I could assail her steaming clit with both hands. Marie groaned as I massaged her clitoris with my fingers. I couldn't hold back and neither could she. Our give-and-take had been a catharsis for her, lifting a weight unit, even though it was an imaginary one, from her shoulders. Marie arched her dorsum before falling onto my breast, her orgasm sending shockwaves through her body. As Marie fell onto me I shot one river of cum after another into her. My thrusts ejected seed from her as it was squeezed out of her cunt with every button I made.

I rolled her off me and turned her around so we faced each early. I kissed her cheek tenderly."Now, Marie, I will forgive all your ‘ transgressions'on one condition—that you never again let something get so serious without telling me what's on your idea, and, in return, I promise the same to you. Is it a softwood ?"

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

"Marie, I'm the lucky one here. On a scale leaf of one to ten you have to be at least a fifteen. You're beautiful, sexy, intelligent, and Sir Thomas More incredibly, you actually know me. Let's face it—on that Same musical scale I'm probably no more than a five or six."

"Now it's my round to reprimand. There's much more to a person than good looks, although in my opinion you're far more than adequate in that section. I consider myself golden to feature you, but in the stake of preserving our kinship I will grant that we're both very lucky. Now let me clean your stopcock for you then we'll get some sleep. Marie pushed me onto my back to work my pecker clean. Her long glossa circled my helmet before moving down to my cock. She licked up from the al-Qa'ida cleansing me with every stroke, but she had another upshot, too. Every time her lingua touched me I got harder and harder. When she finished I could just earn out the lambency in her reddish blue eyes."George, just facial expression 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, direful person, Marie Shaw. I can hardly hold off until we're married so you'll block up all this horrible shag and let me get some sleep."

Marie laughed and laughed,"George, I'm never going to stop piece of ass 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 prick up and down her scratch and when it was wet enough she slowly lowered herself until she was completely impaled. Leaning down to snog me she whispered,"George, I'll never tire of this feeling, of you filling me and stretching my pussy wall. You make my whole body tingle—and then it gets so much better."Her tongue penetrated my mouth, wrapping itself around mine as she began to shake. My erecting felt like it was granite, yet she bent it like a garden hose. Her friction was intense as she moved us to mutual promised land. Marie worked like a char possessed. Our bodies were covered in sweat ; our sheets were a mess hall. Even though I had cum only minutes ago I wasn't going to in conclusion foresightful under Marie's onslaught—and neither was she. Her ventilation had changed ; it was shoal and speedy, her eyes were glassy. I'd never seen a fair sex fuck like Marie was fucking. She reminded me of a Male dog on his bitch until she suddenly exploded in a knock-down sexual climax that shook her organic structure like a leaf in a hurricane. Marie screamed at the top of her lungs as the climax ruled over her. Her chemical reaction was all it took for me to cum my one-fourth time in just a few hours. It wasn't as powerful as Marie's—how could it be after cumming only second earlier—but it was sensational as I poured what seemed like a gal 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 cheek in tender kisses.

Several minutes later we had recovered enough to stagger arm-in-arm to the shower where we cleaned each former slowly and carefully while telling each"I love you"over and over. Once we were dry we stripped the bed, threw on some new sheets and blankets, and climbed in to fall asleep in indorsement, Marie's eubstance draped over mine.


CHAPTER 16

Not surprisingly we slept in the following morning, not waking until almost ten. Marie insisted on a long tongue-laden kiss which I welcomed despite my daybreak breath, something that Marie had oddly never objected to. We rose, relieved ourselves, and retired to the concealment porch for a continental breakfast of juice, chocolate, side muffins, butter and jam. We sat there nude, enjoying the warm weather and the light duck soup until we heard Brenda calling us.

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

"Thanks for your care, Brenda,"Marie replied."I was feeling a little off live on night—the excitement of the day, perhaps, but George I put me to bed last night and took genuine good forethought of me so I got a great Night's eternal rest and I feel howling today. In fact, I was going to ask George to take me fishing later."We chatted for a while before Brenda excused herself."I really would wish to go fishing, George. Can we ?"

I pulled up my laptop to check into the tide. We would angle for flounder by drifting in the recess and the topper sentence for that would start out two hours before gamy tide and end two after. The tide was projected for 4:13 p.m. in the recess so we had plenty of prison term to prepare. I suggested we leave the docking facility 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-shirt and walked down the pier. I had two ambuscade here for capturing mud minnows—prime bait for flounder ( fluke for you from the northeast ). 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 nates so I joined her as she put her hired man to the back of my head, pulling me into a long tender and loving kiss. She broke the snog various minutes later, mouthing the Good Book,"Thank you."My reply was simple—I pulled her back into another long fantastic 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 get four—the to a greater extent lines in the water supply the better our chances of actually catching something, although we'd have a trade good time together even if we didn't. I loaded everything into the sauceboat, checked the gas, made sure the drain plug was in place, and put about three twelve mud minnows into the live wellspring with five gallons of weewee. I lowered the hoist so the boat was in the pee just as Marie arrived with our cooler with drinks and sandwiches for our dinner. On an impetus we returned to the household for our swim suits—just in case the fishing was really slow up. We left for the inlet only fifteen minutes behind schedule.

The weather status were almost ideal—low but ordered winds. There were a lot of boats in the sphere, but nearly of them were parked along Bird Island just as ours was on our first trip here. I drove us almost two-thirds of the way out by the breakwaters before starting our first base drift. I used my profoundness finder to observe caterpillar track of the bottom, something I found useful although Marie thought it silly."Just put your hook in the piddle and pray—that's my philosophy,"she'd told me almost every prison term we fished. Unfortunately, she usually caught more and bigger fish than I did so there was no convincing her that science had played a part in her fate. Today proved to be no exception. We had drifted for less than five arcminute when she got the first hit. Marie played the fish patiently before setting the hook trench. I watched her rod fold almost in two, anticipating a really big one. I was surprised when she pulled up a useless skate. I hated these ugly fish whose only purpose on earth seemed to be stealing the bait of poor fisherman. Using my pliers I twisted the bait devoid allowing the homely critter to fall back into the water. I re-baited Marie's claw ; she had it back into the water in seconds.

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

"All right, limit in force and what stakes ?"

"I'll bet you I catch more fish 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, More custodian and achiever gets a blowjob from the loser."I had to laugh—how could I lose ?

"You have a bet !"I leaned in to seal off it with a farsighted hot kiss. I broke it a consequence later to react to a inviolable smasher on my rod. I waited five endorsement to set the lure before I slowly pulled in a big flounder—a four pestle that had pulled my hale several time before exhausting itself in my net. Three more sentence 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 Pisces the Fishes for almost ten minutes before bringing it to the boat. She looked down in disgust—it was, indeed, a big fish, but it was hardly something we'd want to keep. Marie had caught a twenty pound bonnet-head shark. Using my 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 rods, released the remaining mud Phoxinus phoxinus, and headed for shore to enjoy our dinner. I anchored in about eight pes of water on the sheltered position of the island. I hosed down the boat, removing any line of descent or slime while Marie retrieved our sandwiches, some pickles, and two bum of ginger ale. In addition to alcohol, Marie was told to fix her intake of caffeine—one cup of coffee daily was her limit.

I enjoyed my sandwich immensely ; something about eating on the water system always gave me a great appetite, but I was looking forward to dessert even more. Marie had just finished her dinner when she fell to the deck."time for my afters and your reward. Good sportfishing, my love."She reached carefully for my cock which had hardened dramatically in the by few seconds. It pulsed with every heartbeat in the subject air. Marie leaned in to teasingly lick the pre-cum from my tip, maintaining eye tangency every second. Her violet eyes shone like stars in the night as she swallowed my manhood is a single gulp—all eight-plus inch disappearing into her pharynx in a burst arcsecond. 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 time fishing without decoy. I wanted to turn a loss ; I wanted to take in your turncock, but, Sir Thomas More than that, I wanted to do it here, in the capable, 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 rooster, sucking me like a emptiness cleaner. I could see the indentation in her cheek as I slid into her mouth. My cock popped from the suction when she released me. All the piece that magnificent natural language was washing me from tip to establish. I tensed—pre-ejaculatory—and fired river after river of T. H. White hot cum into her mouth. After the first three she removed me so her chest could receive the final flak. She rubbed the syrupy fluid all over the superlative of her business firm breasts. It was a batch to make me want to cum again—if only it was potential ! wait until we got home tonight !

Marie rose, ripped off her gravy holder shoes, and dove over the incline. Even almost five month pregnant she was supple and athletic. She surfaced smiling and waving for me to get together her. I dove in, catching her half-way to shore. I pulled her under, turned her around and into an underwater candy kiss as I groped around for her twat. I pulled her causa aside, probing her cunt with my fingers while she untied my trunks, pulled them down, and stroked me rapidly to my full stiffness. She broke the osculation, surfaced, and lay back to ice-cream float, making her kitty fully accessible to my raging hard-on. All I had to do was pull her stopping point to me and I slid straight into her clenching pussy. Her weightlessness in the body of water made for some new and tremendous sensations. I wrapped her legs around my waist as I drove repeatedly into her.

There were still mint of people about but they were all on the intake slope of the island. The domain in which I had anchored was as deserted as was the ocean beach where we had made love when I had first brought Marie home with me almost a month ago. We freely expressed our love for each other—Marie merging me when I thrust forward as I adjusted my meridian in lookup of her G-spot. Marie trembled when I found it, telling me,"That's just right, George V. Keep…it…up. Keep…it…up. Ooooohhhhh, yes…I'm…cumming !"

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

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


CHAPTER 17

Tues forenoon was a crystallization unclutter day with the temperature in the low eighties, the sky Carolinas blue, punctuated with the occasional fluffy mound swarm. Marie and I walked into Town Hall for our license at 9:05 exactly. The whole unconscious process took us about forty minutes, mainly because we shared the Lapplander last name. We had to contract affidavits stating that we were not blood relatives. We returned home elated. Marie went side by side door to inspect with Brenda ; they were almost quick even though we wouldn't have to leave for another four hours. The daughter, 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 practice. Marie told Brenda that we would take all of them out for dinner that evening to lionize. She was as nervous as a cat in a rocking death chair memory when she returned home. I made her lie down and rest, but she refused unless I joined her. I lay on my vertebral column and pulled Marie to me. Her head was on my dresser, her arm across my eubstance, her leg over mine so her kitty-cat pressed against my second joint. I kissed her question, inhaling the redolence of her pilus as I massaged her neck opening. I could sense her heart heartbeat ease and soon it was back to normal. We rested there for More than an hour until Marie told me she had to pee, a side of meat effect of her gestation. She told me it would get worse as she neared full term.

We ate a easy 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 William Chambers. We joined them fifteen minutes later, walked in hand-in-hand, and waited until three o'clock. We were invited in only five moment after. Standing before the Justice Department it was pretty obvious that Tracey was terribly spooky. I leaned over, placed my helping hand on her arm and reminded her,"It's Marie who's getting married !"We shared a chortle and she seemed to slack up a bit more. When the jurist 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 history, blacker than I could have imagined. When we got together again it was like the sun was born and I moved out into its warmth and light. Being with you is everything I could ever have hoped for. You are absolutely everything to me—without you I am nothing."I turned slightly to see that Tracey was crying before continuing,"Marie, you bring joy to every moment of my day, you bring meaning to my life. Will you marry me, love and cherish me, forever ?"

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

Then Marie continued,"George, I used to be a timid mouse, afraid of my own shadow, afraid of men and sexual love. Then I met you and you gave me confidence and potency with your love. Your honey 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 put up again. Please, George, will you tie and make love me for the balance of my animation ?"

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

Ray handed me the band. I placed Marie's—a platinum band with XX transmission channel set diamonds -- on her finger. Neither of us was shaking or nervous. Marie took my ring—a platinum band with a single duct set rhombus -- and without breaking our eye contact placed it on my fingerbreadth. We squeezed hands before breaking contact. We turned and faced the Justice.

"Don't just stand there. Kiss your bride."I turned back to Marie and we kissed. It was the most supply ship, most loving kiss yet. We broke it only when the judge said,"I now pronounce you man and wife."We turned to exit and launch Tracey bawling like a infant. Beyond her Stacey and Lacey joined her. I looked at Ray and he only shrugged as if to say,"adult female !"

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

We returned home around nine after a wonderful Italian meal at a prime minister eating place just up the road in Ocean Isle. I stopped Marie in the garage, picking her up to carry her over the brink as newly married twosome have done for generations. Marie laughed,"I used to be a lot lighter."

"I wouldn't have it any other way,"I replied as I kissed her all the way into the sleeping accommodation. I lay her gently on the bed, kneel, I slowly removed her wear."I can't conceive how beautiful you are, Marie. You're just as beautiful on the inside as you are on the surface, and that's nothing less than spectacular."I kissed and massaged her feet, losing my own wearing apparel as I moved up her peg. Her thighs were like silk, incredibly soft and smooth. She had just trimmed her sonant feathery bush so her labia seemed more pronounced, more swollen than they were, if possible. Marie was leaking pussy juice at an incredible pace ; I leaned in to taste her nectar. It tasted so wonderful—sweet and musky, load with the essence of her gender. Slowly I penetrated her tight velvet burrow with my clapper. In a few seconds I began to tongue fuck her while I stimulated her clit with my pep pill teeth and fingerbreadth. Marie gripped my chief, her finger deep in my hair as she pulled me into her pussy."Ohhhh…George…ohhhhh…ohhhhh…ahhhhh,"Marie gasped as her starting time sexual climax took control of her. She trembled and shook as her body was coated in fret. Finally, it passed and Marie's breathing became mysterious 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 oceanic abyss and loving kiss. Her foresightful tongue swirled in my mouth, pulling my tongue into hers, teasing me. I was hard from my oral examination effort on her hot snatch, but now, after being mercilessly teased by her tongue, my pecker was throbbing with every twinkling. I needed her and I needed her now. Sensing my quandary Marie pushed me onto my back and straddled my hips. Slowly, tantalizingly, she rubbed the sensitive underside of my erecting into her wet cunt. I groaned and groaned,"Please, Marie…please…fuck me. I need you so badly…now !"

"Of course, my erotic love ; I live to have a go at it you. I love fucking you. Just lie there and let me make for you."She placed her hands on my chest, leaned forward, and when she moved back I slid deeply into her hot wet slit. Marie leaned forward, both to rub her clitoris into me and to kiss me passionately, pushing her tongue into my lip, wrapping it around mine in an formula of her love and lust. Breaking the buss, Marie really went to work on my tool, rocking furiously and bending my operose stopcock as she drove us to a striking flood tide. Faster and faster she went until we were both drenched in exertion, exhausted, but still in need of release. I could feel the familiar churning Begin in my balls."Oh, Marie, you're doing it. I'M CUMMING !"I screamed as I poured what seemed to be a gal of hot blank 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 cock just slipping from her snatch as cum drained onto my abdomen, ramification, glob, and ultimately, the blanket and sheet.

I woke to a hard nipple being brushed over my mouth. Keeping my eyes closed I licked around her areola and nipple before bringing it into my back talk to suckle. My helping hand found her early breast. I massaged and rubbed it roughly—urgently—until Marie moaned. She didn't speak early than to whisper how much she loved me. Then she lowered herself onto my morning forest. Her heat, as always, was incredible ; the concentration and grip of her kitty on my prick, awesome. She placed her feet on the mattress so she could rise and accrue on my dick. She lifted herself almost to the terminal point of my dick then fell back again. Over and over Marie fucked me until I could find a stirring in my loins. I reached up to rub and swipe her button ; Marie responded by throwing her straits back and arching her back. We came together—trembled together, throw off together, and finally, collapsed together.

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

"Absolutely—at least, I hope so !"We laughed together, kissed, and headed for the shower where we cleansed each early, dried each other, and, eventually, dressed, ready for our first full moon day as a married duet. Over breakfast I asked Marie if she would like to go on a trip while she still could. She agreed enthusiastically, adding she'd like a golf trip. We checked several locales on the internet before deciding on St. Augustine, less than two days drive down in FL. I booked a parcel online and we spent most of the day getting ready. I checked our golf game base, made sure we had plenty of testicle and gloves, gassed up the X5. Marie packed the suitcases—golf wearing apparel, bathing suits, sunscreen, and even some semiformal outfits in sheath we had the opportunity to go to a display, or maybe even a casino.

We rose early the following morning, stopped for a good breakfast at one of the many pancake family in Myrtle Beach then headed toward I-95 via Firenze. We drove all day, finishing in Braunschweig, Peach State, less than thirty transactions from the Florida border. We ate dinner in a barbeque restaurant we both found delightful. The interior was a hokey faux-western motif, but the food was plentiful and cheap. I used the"Smokin'Hot"sauce ; Marie used something a lot milder—she was having enough problem with heartburn as it was.

Marie had a difficult night, waking often to use the privy, so I handled to the highest degree of the driving the come after day as we arrived in St. Augustine in the early afternoon. We checked in and tried to book a bout of golf that afternoon. Marie had rested all the way down from Georgia and was feeling much considerably. We booked at the big businessman and Bear, a course at the humans golf Village designed by Benedict Arnold Arnold Palmer and diddlyshit Nicklaus. We were paired with two men who laughed when they saw my very meaning married woman footstep onto the initiatory tee. We introduced ourselves and teed off, Marie opting for the senior men's golf tee rather than the women's. I smoked my driveway about 295 yards down the right middle while they hit about 210 and 220. Marie stroked her ball more than 225 thou, also down the middle. Their laughing ended immediately when Marie hit a hoagy to within ten invertebrate foot of the hole and putted out for a par ; I also had a par. Marie had two birdies and ten bogies. I had three birdie and five bogies, so when we finished Marie had shot a very respectable 80 ; I had a 74, only two diagonal over par. Our two critics scored in the mid-nineties. They invited us to connect them for a drinking and asked the obvious question of Marie—"You have a great game, how long have you been playing ?"Marie responded honestly,"George introduced me to the game about two months ago. I really relish it—we manoeuvre three or four times a week, although not for too much longer unfortunately."I thought the guys 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 instinctive athlete.

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

"Ha ! I didn't realize that bet was going to hold every time we went fishing."Of course, I was teasing her and she knew it, but, playing along, she began to pout until I pulled her into a hot kiss. Breaking it I whispered,"You know I love eating your kitty. We don't need a silly bet."I kissed her again and made my journey down to her tasty cunt. I made respective detours, stopping at each delicious breast where I licked my way around each bumpy ring of color and her difficult hot mamilla. future I kissed and licked her belly button and all around her swollen abdomen before moving between her legs. I raised and separated her pegleg as I applied my spit to her labia, licking up one side and down the other. I pushed her legs up so I could massage her breasts which were now at least a double-D and pinch her mamilla. I licked Marie's slit, soaking up her juices on my tongue.

I had played with Marie so far, getting her hot, but ignoring her clitoris. From my vantage detail I could see it poking from its tough, red and hard and engorged. I tongue fucked Marie, ramming my tongue deep into her gob. Marie was panting, her breathing guerrilla, when I finally relented, taking her button into my lip, sucking it between my tooth. She grabbed my head teacher, almost pulling my whisker out as her passion overcame her. When I licked and sucked in addition to the gentle biting I had begun Marie exploded, bathing my typeface as she squirted several times. I dropped her legs 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 face. We fell asleep shortly after.


CHAPTER 18

The summer was uneventful. We continued to play golf almost until lying-in Day when her doctor suggested she take it easygoing her final exam month. We still fished several metre a hebdomad 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 practically easier with her belly enlarged to bind not one but two babies. It was Friday night, just before bed when I kneeled behind her. I slowly pushed and was almost completely in when I heard her cry out in pain. I pulled out immediately."Go ahead, George, it's not too bad. I can pick out it."

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

Marie turned around and I could see the look of determination in her face,"Oh, yeah ? Even if we can't fucking we can still do other stuff, can't we ? I'm going to take care of you one way or the other."She pulled me up onto the bed, flipped me on my back, and engulf my cock into her hot wet backtalk. Using her mouth and tongue she fucked me to a prominent coming. It was all she could do to swallow my entire load.

Tuesday, September 8th, was a day I'll never forget. I played golf game with a men's conference at a nearby nightspot. I eagled their renowned 679-yard par six with a 300-yard thrust, a 230-yard fairway club, and a lob Cuban sandwich to within fifteen feet of the hole. It was a tenacious twist putt with a duple pause. The egg died just as it fell into the hollow. I couldn't wait to tell Marie ! I joined my confrere linksman for lunch and a few beers before driving menage. Parking my Porsche in the garage I walked in calling,"Marie…Marie I'm home."I was surprised there was no answer. I looked in the living room and chamber 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 level in a small-scale pool of ancestry."MARIE !, I shouted. I checked her pulse—it was regular but weak. I grabbed the phone and called 911. While I waited for an answer I opened the gate and the garage door with my remote control. I sat on the floor to cradle Marie's capitulum in my lap. The emergency hustler took my data as I tried unsuccessfully to remain composure.

After breaking the connection I phoned her doctor who told me to give her taken to Myrtle Beach's thou Strand infirmary where she'd sports meeting us. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternal wait, I could hear sirens approach path. The first of all was a Sheriff's deputy sheriff. For some rationality I pushed my security department remote after he gave me a funny remark face. It proved to be a good conclusion. He shoved me out of the way which I wouldn't have minded if he did anything to help Marie, but he didn't. He just waited for several bit doing naught 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 follow but was detained by the deputy. Shortly thereafter, two police detective entered and began interrogating me—a defendant in a domestic abuse suit ! I patiently explained what had happened, even showing them my pro store receipt and a gas receipt from a purchase I'd made on the way domicile. No matter 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 longanimity."Listen, I'm going to the hospital. You can either arrest me or get the Hell off my property. If you arrest me be prepared to plow with my attorney. I have plenty of money and I can give the sound lawyer in the state."The investigator's response was to punch me in the stomach.

"Listen, asshole, there's nothing you can do. We're in control condition here, not you. Who would believe you, anyway ? It would just be your intelligence against ours—two highly respected military officer of the law."

"You think so ? My word against yours ? Guess again—this entirely episode is on video, so who's the asshole now ? See these little cameras in the ceiling ? I turned them on when your surrogate arrived and shoved me away from my wife. Now I'm going. I dare you to stop me. My certificate company has the evidence and the only way you'll ever get it is with my permission, and that's never going to happen."I got up and walked out the door. On the way I yelled,"I'm setting the alarm now. If you don't get out in one instant the warning signal will go to the Sheriff's agency. 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 hold back under the speeding limit point. I got to the infirmary in just over forty transactions.

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 hr. I couldn't believe that I had been brought back from the dead for this. Was this somebody's idea of a retch joke ? Eventually, more than two hr later, Dr. Jonnson found me."You can relax, Mr. Josh Billings, everything is OK."I thought I'd collapse so I put my paw against the rampart to steady myself."Marie,"the doctor continued,"is in room 227. She's going to be fine. I had to take the babies by caesarean to save them as well as your married woman. They're in incubator but they're intelligent and should be out in about two weeks once we have their trunk weight up within normal argument. Marie will be unconscious for a few minute yet so you may want to get something to eat."

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

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

"Oh, St. George,"Marie began hoarsely,"I'm so dreary. I felt a little dizzy so I went to get a drink of water. I guess I fainted and hit my mind. I think it was around 1:30. What about our babies ?"

I kissed Marie's forehead as I explained."Dr. Jonnson had to acquire 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 trusted they can sustain themselves. You're all going to be just fine."

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

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

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

"Yes, I know and now that you're OK you can narrate them. The first lieutenant gave me a comic, kind of an accusatory, aspect when he came in. I turned on the alarm organisation's television. The police detective got a trivial rough with me, even threatening me, but all that will be on track record. I'm going to contact an attorney about suing and maybe prosecuting them. retard like that don't belong on a police force. But, right now I don't want you getting too excited. Go back to sleep and I'll visit our minor. Then I'll come back so I'll be with you when you wake up."

"What prison term is it now, George ?"

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

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


CHAPTER 19

The only if thing I could find undetermined at that hour was a Wendy's a couple of mi away. I ordered at the driveway through window then parked in the lot to eat as quickly as I could. I knew deep within myself that there was no ground to stimulate but I couldn't helper myself—I had to get back to the infirmary ! I finished off the Warren E. Burger and took off, eating the rest of the fries and drink as I drove. The traffic was light at that minute 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 empty hall. A security measures guard tried to stop me but I told him I still had two Twin to see. He smiled and pointed me toward the nursery. I stood outside, staring at the two interest incubators. Even at this hour there was a nanny on obligation. I was incredibly grateful. I thought I had just found another worthwhile charity for my money. From what I could see my nipper's heartbeat and respiration charge per unit were high than normal but regular. I was relieved to see them, but—damn—they were tiny !

I waved at the nanny and she walked over to the window, asking through hired hand signals which one was mine. I traced letters backwards on the window—S…H…A…W. She lit up and walked straight to the incubator. I nodded"yes."She replied by giving me a immense smile and flashing the"OK"star sign. I blew her a kiss as a way of telling her"thanks."I returned to Marie.

I sat in the uncomfortable charge card chair all night. I was glad it was so uncomfortable—it kept me awake the entire sentence. Marie stirred just after eight ; I could see she was in infliction, no question 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 day she was able-bodied to kiss me back. It wasn't much of a buss, but it didn't have to be. We already knew that we loved each early. I anticipated her when I pulled back."I saw our babies early this morning time. 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 half-wit tec I will never make love. I excused myself, walked past them, and laughed,"goodness luck, you're going to need it. My married woman can be a Panthera tigris when she's aroused."

They were in the way less than ten proceedings and when they left they walked in good order past me without saying a Bible. They may take in been finished with me, but I definitely wasn't finished with them—not by a long injection !

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

When we returned to her room Marie was helped back into the bed."well, St. George, 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 dead so we had no outside 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 kip and she agreed on the condition that I go dwelling house and do the same. Reluctantly, I agreed.

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

An minute later I took a call from Raleigh, the country capital. It was the senior married person of a John R. Major law firm—a really sound hitter. We spoke for almost an hour ; I retained him and forwarded the video to him for review. Several days later he called again. We definitely had both a strong civil and felon typeface. I told him to do whatever was necessary.

Marie came home three day later. I had to help her into the house and I made her promise not to filtrate herself. I promised I'd do everything for her. I was so thankful she and our fry had survived I'd do anything. Marie refused to lie in bed so I made her comfortable on the lounge, brought her a small blanket so she'd be strong and gave her a voltaic pile of powder magazine. When I asked if she wanted something to drink she threw one of them at me, but she smiled and laughed as she did. I brought her an iced tea, placing it carefully next to her. I was about to hook away when she stopped me,"Not so fast, Mister Shaw—over here now,"she said pointing to a stain adjacent to her. I sat and she took my hired hand."Remember,"she continued,"I'm not stool of glass ; I'm not going to break. I've been sitting in that damned hospital bed doing nothing so I'm restless. I need to get up and run around. I promise you I won't over maintain myself."She leaned forward to buss me. It was longsighted and sweet and supply ship. She wrapped her foresightful natural language around mine. Marie stroked my impudence as we kissed, so I reached around her to gently pull her finisher."That's the idea,"she whispered as she placed my manus on her breast. I slowly massaged her, loving the increased size and weight of her wonderful mammary. She pushed my head down to her swollen nipple, urging me to suckle. Her fond milk trickled into my oral cavity."They gave me a breast heart with book of instructions to use it three or four prison term a day, but I had a better thought ! Wouldn't you agree ?


CHAPTER 21

I took Marie to chatter our infant every day. We always stayed for at least an hour, questioning the nurses and the neo-natal specializer who had taken control of their care. One day I was contacted by the commercial enterprise office about their bill. I just asked them how much and wrote a check-out procedure. It was over $ 50,000—way over—but I had the money and all I cared about was their health.

pentad Day after returning rest home I took Marie to Dr. Jonnson's office to have her stitches removed. She was healing nicely, but when she sent me to get the car I saw her whispering to the Doctor. I learned about it that Nox when we retired. Marie leaned back against me, raised her leg over mine and moved my hammer toward her pussy."Marie, what are you doing ? I don't think you're ready yet."

"That's what I was talking to Dr. Jonnson about when you went for the car. She thought you were pressuring me, but, of course 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 putz 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 lilliputian bit, enough to shake up her. When she moaned various times and moved against me I knew for sure she was going to be just fine.

My attorney had, over the past week taken the video of the police detective along with Marie's deposition to the state police force. He told me they were extremely concerned in prosecuting the case—there was a longsighted chronicle of charge against the Sheriff and his staff. He also filed a 20 million buck law courting against the county and the Sheriff's role. Thus, I was surprised when I answered a call from the gate announcing a sojourn from the man himself—the Sheriff had come to call. I turned on the video system just before opening the door.

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

"Bad things can bechance. You know, we're always looking for drug dealers and that figure car of yours can pull a lot of unwanted attention. It could get so bad that you'll never want to leave your house. And, who knows what might materialize to your wife and those two footling child once they come home plate from the infirmary -- just a picayune something for you to think about. I take real skillful precaution 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 min later I received another claim 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 affable. He was following up on the event and had observed the Sheriff entering my private road. He asked what had transpired so I showed him on my computing machine. He was smiling ear to ear by the time the show finished. I gave him a copy DVD, telling him the master was for my lawyer. Three days later all three, the Sheriff and the two idiot police detective, were arrested on a farsighted lean of tutelage. It turned out that they were all under investigation for a variety of charges including corruption, bribery, thievery, witness bullying, and more matter than I can list here. A week later the county attorney contacted my lawyer about settling the causa. The following aurora Marie and I brought our two children home. All was well in the world.


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