He thrown the bags and packets on the bed and hugged me. I too participated in the action. He kissed me on my lips and I pushed him away and said…�...…. “Control dear! The door is open.”He: So what? Now you are my wife and I can make love with you even the door is open.Me: Yes! I am your wife but do not forget that I am a daughter-in-law too. I must follow all the social norms.He: I am surprised to hear all this from you. You are not the same Julee. You have changed, but I love this change in you.. I wanted to buy Sandra something a bit more special than a fifty-pound zirconium ring, so I needed money. I also mentioned what he’d said about a wedding date in April.Mrs Clarke looked at me hard at that news. “I’ll contact him later. In the meantime, you and I are going to go out at lunchtime tomorrow to buy your intended the best ring we can. I’ll pay for it. You can give me the money back as we sell this stuff. There is junk ... Ask Sandra to marry you on Saturday and we’ll have a party. ." Emma started."No people won't," I interrupted her. "Those guys will listen to him and live vicariously in his story. They won't really believe him." I thought for a few seconds and added, "It's like them reading erotic stories online."Emma had her head on my chest with an arm and leg thrown across me trying to get as close to me as possible. I leaned down and kissed her forehead."Second," I continued. "Even if the story gets out, the people that know you won't believe it. The ones that do. I like how each hard thrust makes my body tingle with pleasure. I like your beautiful thick cock. I need you, Victor. I need you to make me cum. Make me cum, Victor." He smiles and kisses me before he lifts himself up, grabbing my legs. He holds onto my calf and lift my legs up, spreading them open wider as he moves his cock in and out of my pussy. "Oh god, Victor. That feels amazing," I moan, knowing it's what he wants to hear. The penetration is deeper and I fight to contain my moans of.