Not long after I remember having a recurring dream. A nightmare really. Where we were driving on the Chesapeake Bay Bridge and our car was suddenly si...king in the water. I had the new seatbelt on and it would not snap open no matter how much I tried.I knew it was a dream since the bridge in question was hundreds of miles south of us at this time. It was still scary. I know none of us used those contraptions for many years to come.Firecrackers. You have to love that the South is keen on. When Susie had Tom sitting there naked from the waist down, she stood there in front of him and did a sexy little quickie strip out of her T-shirt that she'd put on braless and her shorts and a sexy black thong panty she'd been wearing. Tom quickly noticed that Susie had shaved her pussy freshly for him and he wanted her to come over and sit on his face with that baby smooth hot pussy but he knew she had one thing on her mind right now and that was for them to fuck quickly before her husband. Oh, yes, he praised himself, he most definitely was a man of many talents and one was pulling forward from a willing shell, a confident woman. He confidently stated, ‘Oh, there’s plenty I can do, that I guarantee.’ And, yes, there was plenty within his large fetish erotic repertoire to make her shine. ‘Well,’ she chimed, ‘Then do plenty, Mr. Hardway.’ She wanted plenty, needed plenty, and wanted and needed that plenty to come from him. He rose up from the sofa, kept his eyes with hers. His. I didn't ignore Debbie or Aimee, but I did focus most of my nighttime activities with Mary, mostly to reassure her that I wasn't taking her for granted, and that I loved her even though her figure was changing. Mary's womb was expanding, and her breasts will filling out nicely, and I made every effort to assure Mary that she was still looking wonderful.Over the next few months, I saw Patricia a few times when I was in town, usually when I was shopping. She was the person that Mary had.