"No, Lover." Fuck me some more like this, PLEASE! I LOVE getting it doggy style." She reached up, for her, in her chosen position, and handed him a bo... of baby wipes. "Clean your pecker with these. I don't want to take the chance of getting crap inside my pussy, or taste it when I chew your root, again. I tasted it, before. It taste worse than it smells. He wiped himself carefully, using 3 of the pre-dampened wipes. He was much harder than he thought he would be, attesting to her. Just. Lovely.(If that Dryth ever shows his face here again, I swear…)(He won’t.)(Fuck you.)Finally, my molluscy client has slid far enough over the threshold of the back suite for me to close the door and at least cut off my gloating colleagues. I allow myself a tiny sigh of relief, then straighten my shoulders, put on my customer service face and turn towards Ike.One of Ike’s facial barnacles sort of migrates on the surface of the Kgrotu’s front end with the sound of someone sucking the last. I wait, hoping. I hear him approach, and my heart skips a beat. My pussy is dripping, my legs trembling with the effort of holding in my heat. I want to look up, but I can’t, can’t believe it is true, that the dream is finally happening. He stops in front of me, and shyly, I look up, slowly, carefully. He stands there, bold, shirtless, wearing only jeans. His eyes glitter in the darkness, but he smiles, the smile I know so well. It reassures me, it’s him, but at the same time my heart jumps. D. and am small endowed, so asked Greg the best man, who is in his 40s if he would consummate the marriage for us in our marriage bed. He said he would be glad too. I told Sue my wife about it and she was hesitant but I told her she knew I was unable to do it so she agreed.After the ceremony Greg followed us to our house and I carried Sue across the threshold and directly into the bedroom and onto the bed.I asked Greg how he wanted to go about this and he told me to unzip the back of her dress.