..Mark and Mary both dropped out when Mark's own business took off. Through sheer brilliance, or dumb luck, his online store became one of the biggest...chains in North America. And due to his success, there was no need for him to finish college, so he proposed to Mary, and they married the day after they left college.It was a small wedding, with no family or friends; just them, a priest, the hot air balloon pilot, and a couple of birds that flew past. When they landed, there was a limo waiting. "You got up and sat on the couch in front of me and told me to suck your cock and balls while you watched me get fucked from behind. My hands were still tied so you had to guide my head to your waiting cock, glistening from my cunt juices. You smeared your cock all over my face before sliding it into my mouth. Just then, I felt another cock enter my cunt and I loved the feeling of being fucked from both ends. Hearing me moan with your cock in my mouth as I was being fucked really got you horny.. . Fine. If pushing the blame off on me helped her do that―Then fine. I could live with that. No problem. I just wanted to do more stuff with my mom. It seemed pretty simple to me. I’m sure that was my dick thinking for me but sometimes my dick had quite a head on its shoulder.I realize that I was only 17, but I’d never experienced anything like the rush; the bold-face, undeniable shiver of excitement that shot through me when my mother gave in to the lust. There are no words. You could have. Sex. Otherwise I just don’t feel that connection. Like I should care about what we talk about and I don’t. And I don’t think he does either, really. He’d rather get to the fun stuff. Me too, I suppose.“But he calls me and wants to be around me at school. At first it was okay. Getting to know each other and all that. But gradually, or maybe not all that gradually, I’d keep the conversation brief. Abrupt. And he’s called me a lot less. Mostly to hook up when the opportunity arises. It’s more.