Enough money changed hands in a few places and a couple of pictures of Beth, and she was a legal traveler from Albania.We discussed getting married wh...n the passport and birth certificate were in our possession. It wasn’t like we were going to have a large wedding with all kinds of family, but I didn’t want something that was as tacky as a drive through wedding in Vegas either.We decided to get married out by the lakes near our house. It was a very pretty place, and we were fine with it just. It looked like harder work than it was, and you could keep people away from you by mopping the area between you and them. Sometimes, when I was being punished, I'd mop every floor in the orphanage. I used to polish some of the floors too, but the big power buffer wasn't that much fun to operate. It was old, and it would sometimes get away from me. When I got bigger, that was less of a problem, but it was never as good as mopping was. I could get lost in my mind when I was mopping.When I was. I know we both weren’t able to control our feelings.Even she put her hand on my head and started pushing my head towards her. The next thing I did was kissed her nose on top of that ring. I know it’s crazy but yeah, I went crazy for that. I can’t even imagine her without her nose ring. Then I slowly shifted to her face and kissed all over it.Even she was doing the same with me. After a while, I gave her neck kisses. She was very warm there. So obviously, I like neck kisses and the warmness one. Horatio, however, had a sharply pointed prick, not much larger than a man's thumb, which is to say that it fit Bo Peep's virgin sheath perfectly. Not too big... not too small... just perfectly.And Horatio, being an experienced and healthy ram, did exactly what rams do. He... rammed. He rammed forcefully and rapidly.Had Bo Peep's vaginal opening been as far back as an ewe's was, he'd have lasted about as long as he did when he was fucking a ewe, which is to say not long at all. But Bo Peep's.