"That hole," Tiffany said as she looked at me with a grin in the mirror.I pushed my dick into her, and with a slight moan and a bite of her lower lip,...Tiffany let me know I was in the right hole. "Fuck my ass," Tiffany whispered, trying not to yell. "Fuck my ass on a plane full of strangers."I plowed my dick in, and out of her ass, Tiffany looked at me through the mirror. I loved the faces she made. She mouthed most of her dirty talk as we heard the door knock."I'm in here," I said to whoever. " Slightly better," Robert replied. "I'm no longer 'that asshole that married our little girl.' Now I'm 'that man that married our little girl.'" It wasn't that bad!" Rita protested. "Well, OK, it was that bad. My parents had already plotted out my life. I was going to marry a guy from a wealthy family and have many babies. That wasn't what I wanted. The thing is, there was a portion of my trust that said it didn't revert to my control until I had a child. I swear to God, if they tried. . he hadn’t been crazy ... she had been).“Did you see that? They’re showing excerpts of the diary in the news?” Kat exclaimed as they finished their meal and prepared to return to the pods.“What are they saying? Sorry, I was deep in thought,” Lyle admitted.“Understandable. This was personal for you, wasn’t it?” Kat thought aloud, “She was just a terrorist to most people who didn’t know her, but she was a tyrant with you, wasn’t she? A genuine bitch from Hell.”“A psycho bitch from Hell, to quote. ” she explained. “It’s quick, and when it’s over you’ll truly be part of our family.”I could barely breath. “But…” My question was cut short by her brusque explanation. “It keeps out men from straying.”It was easy to see that I was unconvinced. Later at home she suggested that I call brothers-in-law. Talk to them about the ceremony. &&&“Yes,” ken told me. “I was nervous about it too, but I can tell you, I feel freer than I every have, when sex isn’t on my mind constantly. Free to concentrate on.