Know this my Baby; I love you and I will understand, I will accept, and I will live with whatever your decision may be.” Dan sat in silence trying t... absorb what his wife just said. The ultimate extension of his simple statement at brunch on a Saturday long past that her rings, her Greg rings, were still in the jewelry box was now on the table. I have serious deep thinking ahead into who and what am I and what is marriage. My love for this woman and her love for me demand I look at every angle,. Tiredly. ‘What? You want me to be all over you in public?’ voice rising, ‘you want to show everyone how you OWN me?’ ‘STOP YELLING AT ME!’ pleading look, tears well up… in return anger. ‘STOP TRYING TO CONTROL ME!’ Tears spill over again, ‘I’m NOT! Jesus Christ… FUCK!’ Yells… then quieter… ‘How much is it to ask that you actually act like my boyfriend? That you actually act like you want to be with me? That you ARE with me.’ ‘I DO.’ pounds a fist against the wall. ‘Stop yelling! Please!’. On the second night, Jim and Millie went home, promising to return after church on Sunday. Colleen and Rebecca pleaded work and left shortly after. Beth Ann sent Brian to bed, and then she joined me on my super king sized mattress for some extracurricular activity.We blended perfectly. Beth Ann was passionate but not selfish. Her needs were obvious but not overwhelming, and she gave as good as she got. Right after she caught on to all the ways she could participate in lovemaking, she threw. I thrust up at his fingers and tongue. The mouths on my nipples suck harder, and I come so hard, my pussy clenches on the black man's fingers working in and out of me. The feeling is so amazing, finding that temporary release. The black man takes his fingers out of my cunt, and places them on my lips, and orders to lick them clean. I do as he says. I see Rob coming back, as he watches. His hard on still there in his pants. I thank the black man for him servicing me, and he winks at me. "No.