We sat with my friends who didnt know my wife that well but were very courteous and Angel enjoyed talking to them. After I had finished eating I reach...d my hand underneath the table and rested it on my wifes knee. Angel smiled at me as she reached down to grab my hand and when she did, she slid my hand across her nylons up her leg and underneath her skirt. She stopped just before my hand reached her sweet spot and leaned over to whisper something in my ear. Thats all you get for right now, she. I look forward to some feed back Sarah and I had just been married. It was a her dream wedding, everything she wanted, I agreed to. It was hard not to considering her Dad was paying for the bulk of it. But whatever made her happy I was all for. You know the old saying, Happy Wife, Happy Life. I tried for the most part to adhere to this motto through our entire relationship. Thats not to say I didnt put my foot down on occasion when I needed to, but we rarely argued and I think we have a pretty. "Howdy, Miz. Sawbuck. Are ya gittin' by alright? Do ya need anythin'?" Howdy, Mista Shiply. I'm doin' right well, I s'pose. Though I am gittin' a might thirsty. I ain't got no water on this here wagon. Do ya reckon I could have a swig from yer canteen? I'd be much obliged." Shore thing, Miz. Sawbuck, here ya go. An' please call me John. All my friends do. That canteen's nearly full. Ya keep it, an' I'll git me another one. Won't be no problem—there's several empties in my wagon." Why, thank ya,. Already it was stiffening, and I was rewarded with his strong hands on my head as he thrusted it forward deep into my wet mouth. I gagged on it, and tried to pull away, but he was too strong for me. I had no choice than to start sucking on it in self defense. The pungent smell of him was overpowering as I took it all the way in, his pubic hairs pressed into my face. Quickly, I got into the rhythm of it. My mistress hadn't forgotten me as she watched the show. Occasionally she would let me know.