Since he didn’t seem too weird, we took a seat on a bench outside. We held hands then. He has a good, gentle hand. I realized then that I liked your...brother.“We both cut a class to continue talking. We haven’t stopped talking since. I love to hear his voice and look at his eyes while he talks. He’s a good kisser, too.“When he asked me to marry him between Sunday school and church last Sunday, what could I say but ‘yes’ to such a wonderful man?”Suzie-Q’s mouth gaped open. She wasn’t used to her. And within minutes I had crept round the back of his house and up an embankment, which looked down on Geoff’s very impressive garden. It was huge. Boy, you could throw a huge outdoor party in it. There were a couple of seating areas, including a big corner sofa with accompanying coffee tables. There was a huge gas barbecue, a hot tub (that would comfortably seat 6), and even a mini marquee. I could make out a huge tv inside it.The embankment I was on completely separated Geoff’s property from. To this she got excited and asked me to teach her what to do!! I came to the rescue of poor girl, sent her few porn videos involving different sex positions. She sent her few see through dresses…! And we now started talking about sex most of the time… What is her figure… what are her fantasies… her color of nipples… my dick size… whether she shave her cunt or not!Finally the marriage day came and she officially came to our house. By now I had fantasied many times of pressing those beautiful. With that he raised his hand, and holding it in the air for a second, brought it down. As the flat palm of his hand made contact with Susan’s left cheek she jumped, although it hadn’t been really hard, the slap had caught her by surprise. Mike kept his hand resting on her cheek, gently stroking, hmmm such a sweet arse he thought, then again, raised his hand. Smack!!! Harder this time, Susan jumped forward a bit, and gave a little cry. “This is what happens to bad girls Susan, what are you?”.