Could you get the pot for me?” Abigail smiled. “There is no need to blush,” she reassured him. “Nuns have to piss too, like other men and wome....”She reached under the bed, and found the clay bowl for him to piss in. She put it on the bed and rolled him carefully onto his side before pulling up his shift for him. She could not help casting a quick glance at the large mass of his genitals, the meaty prick surrounded by a thick mass of dark hair. Before he could say anything, she quickly turned. Your basic everyday love where you suddenly find yourself with a ring on your finger and next thing you know, you've got two point four kids hanging off each nipple as you sit there in a dressing gown, curlers, and poodle slippers watching daytime tv. And then there's the other kind. Soul deep romantic love. The Disney kind where that special someone knocks on your door asking you to try on the glass slipper to see if you're the one for him. I guess Frank Caprica was destined to be my knight in. Then asked if I wondered a go so I got between her legs & shove my cock in her, put my hand on her shaved mound to feel her, told her she was a dirty old slag having her cunt shaved I then started to shag her he was watching, he then started to take pictures of me fucking the old bitch, This turned me on & it wasn’t long till I shot my load up her, I pulled out & there he was taking pictures of my spunk round out of her cunt hole, I wipe my cock on her mound it felt nice & smooth, He was. Jayney’s teeth had released my ear and she was gently kissing the indentions her biting had caused. She kissed my cheeks, first one then the other. “Kiss my lips, Jack,” she softly whispered. “Oh, kiss me, kiss me, please kiss me!”My lover’s hands caressed my face and I kissed her with the impassioned zeal of a man kissing his very own woman. Jayney kissed me with the obsessive infatuation of a woman kissing her man. My wondering mind waxed philosophical into territory far beyond its.