When my children were old enough to understand their true meaning, I’d also teach them this valuable lesson.I had decided to keep the honeymoon a su...prise from Ilse. She had put me in charge of the honeymoon, while she took care of our wedding. I canceled the hotel bookings I had made for Texel and I put the money back in our savings account. We could probably use the money for something else that came up as life was expensive enough as it was.With my concerns for the honeymoon taken care of, I. Then there was one, it stopped me. I remember the beginning so well: As I lie with you I go to glory I go to glory When I lie with you And the white owl One ear cocked to the ceiling One liquid eye floating in the goblet Upward. I remember I shivered. I could feel the poet’s arousal, imagine her (I knew it had to be ‘her’ even before I looked at the signature) opening her legs, waiting for the thrust (or better still, the gentle insertion and pressure), tensing, relaxing, waiting for the rush. We lay like this enjoying each other for several wonderful minutes."Ahhhh, the wonder of sexual arousal," she purred. "Fuck me again, honey." I removed my mouth from her breast and kissed her, slipping my tongue into her mouth. As I did this, Annie reached down to hold my cock tenderly and guided it inside her. She was so wet and warm down there. Our chests and stomachs joined and our mouths and tongues danced together in an erotic mating dance. My cock slid slowly into her and paused for a. Henry looked over Bertram first. "I hear you got a way with yourself inthe kitchen."Bertram nodded. "Yes, boss. I set a mean table. I can do fine in thekitchen."Henry grunted his approval. I realized he had sized up Bertram as apotential rival, but Bertram had handled the situation well. He had beenproperly respectful, and Henry realized he could make use of the man tohis benefit. "Fine. You work with Ollie in the kitchen. But you do whathe tell you to do. He in charge. You understand?" Bertram.