After a non-honeymoon wedding night at the Marriott in Salt Lake it was back to class and studies. She quit school when the baby was born. Cynthia Ann...Martin was born on time, had no complications and nursed on her mommy’s tits to her heart’s content. I made the honor roll and graduated third in my class.We moved back to Salt Lake and settled down in a house the folks bought us. Not to be outdone, Her folks furnished the house with French provincial furniture, a riding mower and a new Porsche. He didn't even get the full sentence out but I think he was trying to say "oh god, I'm going to cum" before he shot rope after rope of cum all over my hands and arms. After we got cleaned up, he explained what had happened and I was very pleased with myself. Our parents were still going for it next door and Brian confirmed to me that this was normal for them especially after some wine. He then asked if I wanted to watch him cum again but told me I'd have to help him get there. Of course I. "Don't you have someplace to be, Blaster? An animal needing healing perhaps?"Blaster struck himself on the forehead, then exclaimed, "How could I forget? The reason I came here seeking you out; Kugnae is being overrun by rats!" Again?" Gareth, nonplused, slowly got to his feet, carefully putting away his sword into his pack. "Didn't Linskrae try that Yuris ago?" Not like this," the poet explained. "These rats are casting ice spells."Gareth drew a different blade from his pack, this one a blue. Probing into her wet folds she found that sensitive little button and rubbed on the fleshy nub making her writhe and grind against her fingers. Her tight pink snatch glistened with her juices as she slid her index and middle finger into her fuck hole. Her hips lifted off the bed and she reached up and tugged on her nipple. Moaning under her ministrations she worked her hand faster reaching in deep with her fingers rubbing against her g-spot. Her hips ground into her hand her palm rubbing.