I was awoken at around 5:30 a.m. by Lynette fondling the little man. “Wake up! I have to be at work by seven. Let’s try something different.” �...I’m asleep, pull the covers back up when you have finished with me.” “Wake up you bastard. I want it up the ass this morning.” I’m not a big ass man, but that definitely got my attention and knocked a few cobwebs from my brain. “Are you sure?” I asked, “It’s meant to hurt like hell.” “I don’t care, I can tell you are getting bored with me and I want to. The traditional elven gown had been... altered for her wedding. Though formfitting, the flowing white robe usually covered the entirety of the bride's chest and most of the legs. This extremely slutty version her future husband had requested had her bouncy, soft milk bags and their pink suckers out in the open. The butt cheeks, as well. Only her smooth elven pussy had any decency unless the slightest of breezes during the outdoor ceremony sent the silk loincloth flapping.“I’m trying to tell you. I looked around and no-one seemed to be taking the slightest bit of notice as to who was doing what with whom. I sort of calmed down then and realised that perhaps I was being too sensitive and ought to just enjoy the opportunity to dance and dismissed the assumption that I looked silly. I had certainly never thought of the black and white thing sexually, only recently when Kirsten had begun her affair and was continually talking to me about it. Now that I thought about it I felt a slight. Yes, I've got it right here. Okay, see you in a few minutes." She hung up and turned back to Rod."I'll try and come by Sunday night if I get back early. If not, I promise to come one night next week, okay." There was a knock at the door. It was Paul and she waved him in. Reaching back she pulled the report off of her printer. "Here you go, Paul. Thanks. Oh, before you go, I need you to run something for me. The name is McKenzie, Diane E. She's about 5-foot-10, blonde; run it through the.