He would not let her be harmed again. He stood abruptly from the wall and wiped fiercely at the tear running down his check. Saints above, he was the...Laird Fraser. Cien Fraser. And Cien Fraser didn’t cry. He threw his arrogance around himself like a cloak, wrapping himself tightly in it. ‘You’ll ne’re get her back like that, my young Laird,’ Henry said from the foot of the table. Cien spun around and glared at the old man. He was greeted with a newspaper that covered Henry’s face completely.. I dropped my oldest off to her grandparents, the baby went with Kyle, and Jordan and I drove the three hours to our hotel and bridal show. We set our booth of in the convention center, and headed to our room. Once in the room, Jordan pressed me against the wall and kissed me. I placed my arms around his neck, his went around my waist, and he picked me up. With my legs around his waist, he carried me to the bed, and laid me down. He laid on top of me, kissing me deeply. I could feel the passion. ”“Look, I know you talked about ‘auditioning’ before, but I think ‘the scene’ you are planning is not in the script. Doing that won’t buy you what you think it will.”“I got that. I am not trying to buy anything. This is for me, it is something I want, since it is available. You wanted your tongue in my mouth ... well I want my tongue ... someplace else. I understand the rules we must play by. You have requirements and you have control. My priorities cannot matter to you. I get that.”“I would. ”Like a true slut my wife opened her legs. Greg then gotinto it, “That’s right whore, you heard your husband,you just a cunt tonight, your just three holes and apair if tits. That’s it, nothing more. Just a fucktoy,and a cumslut for us men!”I heard my wife moan, she was on fire.When we got to the hotel the other 3 were already inthe lobby, they had smiles from ear to ear, my wife wasreal eye-candy for them, she looked like she could fucka train, Greg had his hand.