She screamed andquickly threw off her top and laid on her back on the bed, panting a little bitand eyeing me a bit more warily.? ?You thought that col...ar was just aproximity thing?? Oh no, angel, it?s muchmore than that.? Every morning there willbe an inspection.? Every night there willbe an inspection.? Any other time I tellyou its time for an inspection, this is what you are to do.? If you are in bed, you lay flat and spreadeagle.? Arms up and out, pointing to thebed posts.? Legs spread out. She spun in my arms, facing me and tripped over her own feet. As she lost her footing she grabbed my shoulders to keep from falling but we both ended up in a tangle of arms and legs, crashing to the grass. When we stopped bouncing we were in the classic missionary sex position, I was lying between her spread legs, my cock pressed firmly into the junction of her thighs. It took only a second to realize just how compromising our position was, Farah blushed deep red and turned her eyes away. We then Didn,t see each other for f******n months, till three days before our wedding. I wish I could say I was true to her, but 5,000 miles from her temptation was too much. She said she stayed true to me, but I,ve no way of knowing. Thanks to the advice of Sarah,s best mate our wedding night was romantic instead of forgetful. I could only manage three days for the honeymoon in Somerset, but we fucked as often as we could and it was good we did as she had a six week wait till she got her visa. I don’t really know what shocked me more, the request, or the way my fingers started undoing the top button of my blouse before I questioned her about such a strange order. Even worse, she began taking off her own clothes. All my protestations were met with a pleasant smile and patient entreaties for me to hurry. I went as fast as I could, but I sort of played for time, as well, carefully folding my blouse and draping it over the arm of the sofa. I stopped totally for a moment, gawking, as she.