Tony, without realizing it, was also reveling in Ron’s dominance to me. Not in the BDSM sort of dominance, like leather, whips, and chains, but Ron...was making me more demure, more feminine, and Tony was being just his normal, gentle self. The difference was I was showing more of my female-ness to Tony, which was making him think he was more of a stallion than he really was. Not that I didn’t love Tony. I truly did, to my very core. But I also loved Ron, or more precisely, what Ron did to. " He then unbuttoned one more button on her dress leaving tits almost exposed. He added another finger to her cunt then began kissing her throat and across the top of her tits. He licked the tops of both tits as his fingers fucked her while his thumb rubbed her clit and he heard her moan and cum. Her back was to the crowd and he then let his tongue lick her nipple. He heard her gasp. He knew if they were not here among people she would be wild and screaming and letting him fuck her as she bent. Of course, my twenty some relatives and family showed up to celebrate our nuptials and wish us a happy future. Frank and Mary gave us four weeks in the Cayman Islands as an interim wedding present. Between the ocean, beaches, and hiking, Cathy and I returned tanned and rested.During the next three months, Cathy and I settled in at our new jobs, and our supervisors were happy with our performances. We continued to work on our correspondence courses deciding to wait until the start of the next. I haven’t heard from Harry since September, I wonder what he’s up to...I’m a bit worried about keeping this journal. I mean, I don’t know about any regulations saying you can’t keep one but you hear about so many things that are “subversive” or “dissident” that I wonder. The popular press don’t help. You get an aggressively pro-Government agenda from them. The big story this week is about Ident Card fraud.Saturday October 23rdAngie got another of those “DOSA” envelopes this morning. She said,.