After a few minutes, I heard the bathroom bolt opening and so took my position on the bed. She came towards the bed saw me and started crying and she ...ame near me and slapped me and asked me why did I come as I was not going to (which I had told her on the phone the night before).Then she hugged me and was still crying. She then got ready and we both went to the banquet. On our way to the banquet she told me that as it is her marriage in the next 2 days she has a wish that has to completed, I. As soon as they got indoors, James put his hand up her skirt and was delighted to find a mass of wet hair.‘James, I must have a pee or I’ll burst. Would you help me I’m desperate to cum and feel all you lovely spunk up my cunt hole’?Pulling up her skirt and sitting on the pan with her fat cellulite riddled thighs as wide as possible, a massive squirt of piss hit the water. James was so worked up he dropped his trousers and started slowly wanking his very thick dick. ‘Oh Fiona, I want you now’.. He'd soon realised he was being fed twice a day, he told us, although only once on that first Friday. Some of the days had seemed very much longer than others, he admitted, but he put that down to the permanent silence and darkness of his prison where he spent most of his time dozing. He'd lost count of his meals after the seven or eight, but he hadn't had very many since then; enough for about two or three days more. 'Seven days is my guess,' he ended cheerfully. 'God; it's good to see. I let it simmer for just a few minutes. I said, “Set the table but put the plates here. We’ll serve the plates and take them to the table.”I went to the fridge and retrieved the bottle of pink merlot and twisted the cap. I reached for a wine glass. Looking at Alice, I asked, “Would you like wine?”“I-I guess so. I’ve never seen wine with a twist-off cap.”“It’s cheap but not bad.”I poured us each a glass and put them on the table. I said, “Soup’s on.”We served our plates and sat down. As was my.