Maybe that’s the answer. We can load everybody on the boat with sleeping bags and live there,” I told her.“I don’t think so. I have to go. Bye...” Then I heard an exasperated ‘Seamus!’ right before the call ended. Our son was up to something. Better her than me! I handed the phone back to my mother.Next to visit were my grandparents, both bearing gifts. Grandmom had a large plate of cookies wrapped in Saran Wrap; Grandpop had a pint bottle of bourbon inside his jacket, along with some Dixie cups.. While he was at school, I went out and bought a tight see-through pushup bra and matching thong, which dug itself firmly between my meaty butt cheeks, and paired it with black high heels. I spent the day making sure my pussy was bald and fresh, I smelled delicious, my make-up was on point, and I looked hot in my outfit.I heard him come through the door and my heart started beating quickly. I was in my bedroom and called him in under the pretense of wanting his opinion on something. He walked in. I looked around to see if I could spot where the key fit. No luck, but I took the key, anyway.I looked at the books in the bookcase. taking each one out and riffling through the pages, hoping to find a useful loose paper. Again, no luck. A search of the filing cabinets yielded the same result. I was beginning to wonder if I was going to find anything useful.At this point, the marshal walked in. He asked what I was doing. I told him what I had told the JP and that I had the JP's permission to be. That's a girl, suck that cock baby, oh yea, you are going to be the perfect wife. Perfect, oh sweetheart you are going to be the very best cock-sucking whore anywhere. Oh fuck get ready, get ready, it is coming baby, yea. Ohhhh fuck take it all, all of it you fucking whore, fuck. Ohhhhhh."He pulled her face to his groin and held her there, giving her every drop of sperm in his nut sack. Finely realizing that she could not breath, he pushed her head back; but did not pull his cock out of her.