”Terri said that she could almost see the lightbulbs going off.Tara and Major Kettler AND Derek went to dinner that evening. And Tara made sure that...his entrance to the Weismanns’ on Friday evening wouldn’t be TOO big a surprise.Okay, you KNOW we cornered Tara the next chance we got – Saturday morning at the pavilion, preparatory to the marriage of Tommy and Mimi.“Okay, sister,” Cindy said. “What’s the deal with you and Major Kettler?”I watched her face for signs. Saw a few.“He’s single. He’s. It scared me a little bit because he has never talked to me in that tone of voice before, and I’ve never heard him yell at someone in front of me before. Then I remembered he doesn’t know I’m listening. “I ain’t no poor boy, Mr. Armstrong. I work for a living. I dream of Sydney every night wishing I could be the one to take care of her. I may not have all the money in the world, but I have a home. I want her to be a part of my life.” The voice sounded solemn now. “I only want to make her. She wanted him to cum hard and fast, deep inside her. She began to ride him, working up a rhythm, sliding up and down his body, feeling the length of his cock spearing her, filling her up to the very neck of her womb. Oh God he was so huge! She had never had such a huge cock inside her before. “Oh....my....God....yes!” She hissed out a word each time she bounced up and down on his shaft, leaning up and tossing back her long blonde hair as she made wide “I’m being fucked” eyes to her camera. She had been attracted to his low-key advances and gave up her youthful body to his lust despite the fact he was married and had no less than four children. She had met his wife on more than one occasion and each time she felt so guilty that she went to mass every morning for days after and was tempted to paddle her backside with her sister's table tennis paddle with the rough rubber edges that left a pattern on her bottom. It was supposed to be her self-imposed penance but as time went on it.