Oh! “Fuck me!” I told him. “Fuck me hard!”He moved over top of me, his beautiful erect cock standing straight out. Our eyes locked. Without a ...ord, Greg moved between my open legs, and slowly inserted himself in me. I was so wet and he slid in easily. Oh, my!He went slowly, but firmly. We talked, teased each other, and took our time. His rhythm was insistent, yet slow and passionate. Without warning, he rolled onto his back, turning me over at the same time. I ended up on top of him, still. ” He reached into his pocket, retrieved her engagement ring and slid it onto her finger, stacking it above her wedding band. “Now, the look is complete.”Kara held up her hand and admired the rings. “You’re not cross with me for keeping my maiden name, are you?”“Not at all. You’re Kara Lawrence, Mrs Adam Gowan. Your mom is assuming Arthur’s surname?”“Yes -- after all, Lawrence is her married name. Her maiden name is Smooters...”“Smooters?”Kara smiled. “That’s right. You can see why she opted to. She and Theresa woke to the sound of knocking on the door.Monica found that she and her aunt had both been humping each other's leg. Their nipples were both rock hard and touching.They both sprang away from each other, and hurriedly got their priestess outfits on.Theresa was the first to reach the door.It was Alice who had knocked. She had two battery packs in her hand. The two turned around, accepting the inevitable.Alice quickly changed Theresa's pack, then reached under Monica and reattached. We also discussed Amy's cryptic "tramp stamp" on her card. Missy had received the same message and he explained it was a tattoo onthe back just above the butt. Amy being one of the best artists aroundshe would do a great job. I didn't know about getting a tattoo but thethought of Amy touching me did thrill me a bit.The conversation drifted to Betty's son James and what he had whisperedin my ear. James had said the same thing to Missy but he also hadignored him. Missy explained that James.