Most people call me Lottie. Never ever call me Charlie, or I’ll make you hurt in places you never knew you had (and not in a kinky way.) It was my i...ea to get everyone to write something – hopefully you’ll get a sense of what it’s like to live here. It’s based on something we did in my creative writing class – describing the same events and characters from different perspectives. But with real people it means that we have to think about what they’re going to say, and argue back. I suspect I. We reached the dunes and found a secluded spot, but I noticed that there was a well worn path right next to where we laid our towels. I put up the sun umbrella to provide shade and I stripped off. My wife looked at me and took off her dress to reveal her swimsuit. We laid down and relaxed and then to my surprise my wife stood up, removed her swimwear and laid down completely naked. She must have been really relaxed as she soon appeared to be asleep, but it was hard to tell through her. My cock was already hard by this time rock hard – so I quickly pulled down her panties and pulled her saree up. She was lying on her back – I took both her legs and spread them wide apart – I quickly tried to penetrate – my head went in but the rest of my dick was not going in – her pussy was extremely tight. I imagined it would be since she was quite petite but not this tight (surprisingly her pussy was shaved) –I forced my dick in and there was a slight tearing sound and the maid said it is. Locked on the old ball and chain. Til-death-do-us-parted. She had been an adventuresome lover before the engagement – sex in the park at midnight, blow job in the car, doggie-style with a smile, whatever – but considerably less so after she had her diamond – ?I don't think that would be very comfortable. Can't we just snuggle, dear?? She waved a major red flag two months before the wedding when she insisted that they become celibate – ?Our wedding will be more special if we don't make love.