Coming out of the surf Anne seemed pensive and quiet. As she approached Michael, she hooked her slender arm through his arm.Then they strolled along, ...omfortable in their silence, neither feeling inclined to say anything.Finally looking up at Michael, Anne broke the silence."Michael, darling, you do realize of course, that all those fantasy stories I've been telling you about me with other women, were just that; fantasies?"Michael looked down tenderly at his slender little wife."Yes." I. "Youshould be thrilled, Girlie! This kind of thing is like a dream come truefor...." He faltered. "Listen, Girlie, it's...." Again he hesitated andfinally shook his head. "David. For what it's worth: I'm sorry."With my elbows propped up on my knees, my naked breasts hung heavilybetween both arms. His apology wasn't worth the fucking breathe it tookto say it."I know this is not something you ever wanted. Katherine believes youneed to be fully immersed in your new role as soon as possible--but. I leaned over to kiss her, but she didn't turn to kiss me, she just kept watching Biggz. She was totally focused on his big cock, and the way he was fucking. I asked her if she wished she was the girl he was fucking, and she just moaned, "yes." I couldn't believe she said this...she had never displayed any interest in black guys, or huge cocks, but there was no denying her reaction to Biggz and his BBC!I wanted to let her really enjoy this, and not distract her, so I only asked a few. “And your Pa might be done with his chores by then and he can do it.” Turning to Lara, she asked, “Do you feel up to eating? You may join us at the table.”Lara nodded and smiled at Mrs. Dewey, standing up slowly. As Jonathan held her arm, Lara walked into the kitchen. Mrs. Dewey walked over to the iron stove to retrieve a pot to set on the table. The kitchen was simple, and the table took up most of the center of it. Mary was setting out the plates and silverware. The picnic-style table had.