The wife's back on the warpath again.She was up for making a home video last night and all I did was suggest we should hold auditions for her part.Ang...la Merkel arrives at Passport Control in Athens airport."Nationality?" asks the immigration officer."German," she replies."Occupation?"No, just here for a few days."As the coffin was being lowered into the ground at a Parking Officer's funeral, a voice from inside screams:"I'm not dead, I'm not dead. Let me out!"The Vicar smiles, leans forward,. Slowly he looks up, lifts his sunglasses and says, "Pleasure. Call me Bear. My parents like them and named me Teddy, not Theodore, just Teddy. Why the long face?" He saw right through the smile that I had pasted on and saw my frown. "Just dreaming, I guess. Sometimes it makes me a little sullen. I come here to leave that behind." "No one with your face should ever be sullen. Don't allow it to control you." Then he sat back and offered me a seat on the bench. "You should take charge and not let. As they walked and talked, Robert had what he thought was an inspired idea. The day had not deteriorated to rain yet. Why not rent a car and drive out to the country? They could stop at any interesting towns and shop in any of the numerous street markets for food and wine for a picnic. Despite the weather, they opted for a convertible, just like Audrey Hepburn and Albert Finney driving through France in “Two for the Road”, an old movie that was one of Juliana’s favourites. Robert teased that. Each kid was trying to outdo the next in being nastier and more obscene to the willing, panting, sobbing cunt. After we all spunked her several times, we started sticking things up her holes, bottles and fists, she was back to squealing, when I showed the guys her clit, they all took turns yanking it, brutally, tilll she was a sweating, incoherant mess. There was cum every where, on her body, hair, and dripping from her mouth, cunt, and ass. At the end I had her kneel, covered in our cum, and.