"You've been a good teacher. You're the only person I've linked with, so I've had to try and work things out using your emotions." I paused and took a...drink from the juice glass. Setting it back down I sighed. "It hasn't been easy. There are so many emotions going on in you all the time, and I only recognize a few of them. Sometimes they mix together and are harder to identify, and sometimes one or two just overpower the rest and those are the ones that seem to want to bitch-slap me."Izzy. " What the hell is wrong with you George? I'm not some 12th Street whore. We had to have sex tonight to consummate he marriage, but other than that the only reason for engaging in sex is having children. I won't be fertile for another two weeks so try and control yourself."If I were smart I would have fled that hotel room, found a lawyer and got an annulment. But I wasn't smart, I was in love. The two weeks between our wedding night and the next time she would 'allow' me to make love to her. I did realize that some woman look absolutely beautiful more than in the picture and she happened to be one of them.She was equally happy to see me and we did exchange the pleasantries and upon finishing the dinner, she asked me what would I like to have for dessert?. I did reply that I would like to have her for the dessert and she blushed.We reached her flat which was made ready for her. As soon as we entered I grabbed her by her waist. She said she was waiting for me to make the first move.. ..you wanted this right?" Staying in good condition and running as much as I do I don't get taxed as much and breath too heavily. I was enjoying giving Della the pounding she begged for. She did beg for it. "You wanted that nasty cunt of yours fucked right baby girl? You wanted your daddy to do it.....yeah...fuck you like a good little whore...Daddy's personal fuck whore now. yeah baby girl?" Della was lost in a trance. She was in 7th heaven. Watching her grasp for any control. Rubbing her clit.