People actually do say corny-ass lines because we're don't walk around with fucking thesauruses in our fucking heads. So she stares at me like she's i... shock, but shit my fucking dick's popping out of my waistband, and her fingers and all in her cunt, so that expression gets all sexy real fast and she'd like "You want to fuck in the confession box?" And I'm a redblooded man who doesn't need to be asked twice. I go up there with my cock all wobbling and I grab her by the hips and push right into. Nod.Session 35:That weekend was a blast. I didn’t have to lift a finger - every time I wanted something, either Lucy was already on her way or all I had to do was ask.On top of that, the show was back. She must have changed outfits at least a dozen times over the course of the two days - short skirts, bikinis, tank tops. When Mom came home on Saturday night, Lucy was wearing a white button-up shirt and a tiny denim skirt with a thong underneath.Only one button of the shirt was done up, and she. Weekends had been a joy to both of them since they had returned from North Carolina at the end of July, and the reasons for this were still somewhat perplexing to her. By all rights, she thought as she resumed her dusting, what had transpired in that sordid little country shack should have given both of them nervous breakdowns. But it hadn't. After a few weeks of recovery from the violent shock of her abduction, she had found herself opening to her husband in ways she had never before. "I glanced at the clock and saw that it was not quite 11:30. I wondered what Dad had for me, and why he had to give it to me at such an odd hour. Obviously, it was meant to be a secret, but what could it be? I was definitely intrigued. I had asked for an Atari that Christmas, but didn't see why he would give it to me in the middle of the night. I set my alarm for 2:00 so that I would not doze past the appointed time, but need not have done so. I was far too excited to sleep, so I just lay in.