‘So the question is not, ‘who are you?’ The question is, ‘who do you want to be?” Nicholas couldn’t help the tears that were leaking out ...he corners of his eyes. He felt like he had just been handed a get out of jail free card, a chance to make something of himself. Who did he want to be? He wanted to be an honorable man, he wanted to be a good father, but above all else he wanted to be a good husband to Grace. CHAPTER FOURTEEN Grace was starting to see what Nicholas had meant when he said. "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back...." Shhh, that's alright, Paul. That was perfect. I love the feel of a strong cock in my mouth and the taste of cum as it fills my mouth. That's just the way I wanted to have you cum for me." But you didn't....uhhhh....you know....you didn't get yours!" Oh, but I will. You have more to learn. I'm going to lie on my back with my legs hanging off the bed. I want you on your knees between them. Take my panties off for me."I did as she asked, sliding them down her. However, for this particular beach church trip, his wife was 8 months along with his baby, so he had to ask parents to volunteer for chaperone help. One of these chaperones happened to be the mother of two of the students on the trip. Her name was Becky. An auburn haired wife of a deacon, and soccer mom to her c***dren. Becky was very attractive for a woman in her early 40’s, with fair skin and a hint of freckles, with a nice round plump butt and breasts that balanced her out on top. Her. She keeps her dark eyes lowered, knowing he’ll see the fear in them if she looks at him. He asks her, in a soft but cold voice, ‘You know why you’re in here, now don’t you want to tell me all about it and go the easy route?’ Slowly, without looking up nor opening her mouth, she shakes her head, her long silky golden hair dancing side to side and curtains her face from view. Her heart leaps suddenly into overdrive as he grabs her by her thin silk slip dress, tossing her easily across the room.