His wife wanted to ensure that her husband was given his food and drink, while he looked after the baby. He could do that while still in the receiving...line, she reckoned.For everyone else to get at the food, they had to first pass the newly-weds, Best Man and bridesmaid, then a table with drinks.Catherine’s parents were first in line. Her mother embraced Catherine, who said to her, “Welcome, Mummy. You know John and Elizabeth, I think. She used to be Miss Frobisher.”Her father looked at. After what seemed like an hour of his playing and examining me he wanted me to join him on the floor. He stroked me some more and had finally pulled his zipper down and had his own cock out. I played and examined his cock. I was quite interested in it. He seemed to ooze more pre cum than me so it was pretty greasy. He told me that he hadn't ejaculated in two weeks. I was surprised at that. I didn't think it was possible. He had me lie down and he started to suck me. It was my first time and it. The websites that warned us all about the UN subverting our constitution actually had links to real documents, real treaties, real events. It was enough to make me worry. When I wasn't drinking or fishing, that was.Diana did a whole lot of nothing, too, visiting with her friends and volunteering here and there for a couple of charity-oriented places when she wasn't taking care of me. Really, it was the life I'd always dreamed of when I was still serving, but after a few years I was beginning to. "Red to stop." Her voice was strained as he circled her clit. "Yellow to slow down." "Good girl." His finger penetrated her and her hips came to meet his hand. He watched her face as he explored her flesh further. He saw her grit her teeth in the hazy light of the tent and decided she'd proved she could wait, if only a little. He shifted lower, his legs finding their way to the cold floor of the tent, and buried his face between her thighs. Her legs wrapped around him even as he pinned her hips.