“How do you feel? Seeing me in person? Any different, David?” I ask, hoping his answer is what I want.“You feel like I knew you would, Cassie. I...feel our connection even stronger in person and know my love for you is real.”“I love you, David,” I whisper. Thankfully, after an anxious first few minutes, I now feel comfortable in his presence - like I have known him forever.“I love you too, Cassie.”Then, he kisses me – the moment I have dreamed about for the last few months. It is such a soft kiss. I wish now I would have fought harder for her. We were blessed with her for a little over a year. I thanked god for that time together. She returned to her mother in Alaska and I cancelled the guardianship. I was distraught. I am still despondent. I didn’t hear from her for a long time. When I did hear from her, she told me that her mother and she were having big problems. I was sympathetic but there was nothing I could do. She called me one day and asked if I could meet her at the airport. I. “Breed me, Husband.”“Your wish is my command,” he said with a chuckle as he slid his cock home.They were late for breakfast as Jeff and his blushing brides made their way down the hall. “In here,” Arlene called out as she and Ann took charge of the two. “We have your food ready so you can eat while you soak in the hot tub. The water jets feel sooo good after your wedding night.”Ann held the door for them, but both new wives were reluctant to leave their husband. “He’ll be with us in a few. She swayed slightly as she approached, to remind me of our mission. It occurred to me that Colleen might be insecure about her age, since there was about thirty years age difference between her and Mark’s body. She might as well as have worried about the tea in China, as Mr. Johnson couldn’t wait to be reintroduced to our long-time lover.Colleen’s body was softer and rounder than I remembered. Her breasts drooped as much as would be expected of a woman with her stature in her fifties. The pooch.