She seems so happy, and i am so happy!"Take her for a spin," the van Lady says. "I'm going to freshen up a bit. Just call when you're ready."Marcie wa...ks over to a large stuffed chair and sits. "Kneel," she says, pointing to a silky pillow at Her feet. I am gladly on my knees in front of Her.She lifts Her skirt and opens her thighs. "Lean forward," and I eagerly move forward onto my hands, Her moist pussy barely a whiff from my nose. "Lick," a word I so like...I tease to please, licking her. This is going to hurt at first."From her desk she withdrew a syringe, a tube of lubricant and a blackbox.Inside the box was an object I didn't really understand.I'll try to describe it. It was stainless steel. It had a 3" long tubein the middle of about 1/4 inch diameter. At one end was a sort of heartshaped knob about 1/2 " wide. On the other end there was this sort ofcap that was maybe 1 1/2" wide and curved back gently towards the ball.From the cap there projected a small spigot and. He had a right to know his grandchildren. Maybe he could meet John and Susan; maybe not. He had the right to know Cheryl. He also had a right to know the woman I now realized I intended to marry. And they, my family, had the right to know my father.The third thing was, it was time to stop pretending, as I alluded to above. It was time to bend my knee, offer Kelly a ring, and ask her to marry me. She got me so completely. She loved me, she needed me in her life. I was ready to settle down, as. I’m sure of it.” “I wish I had your optimism,” I say as I turn my head to look out the window. “God I love the way your silky, mess of black hair just flows so naturally with the way you move,” she says causing me to blush, I turn back to meet her gaze as her eyes pour over me like rain. “Ahhh… Thanks!” I tell her. “Hmmm… and... Your hair looks great too!” “You’re truly gifted with words, Pete.” She gives me the sort of smile that comes at the end of a joke.“What can I say, I’m a modern day.