Suddenly, I shot my load into Peggy’s mouth and she sucked on me harder as I did so. I felt my legs weaken as she drew the last bit of cum out of my...dick and then ran her tongue over my hyper-sensitive cock. She released me from her mouth and swallowed everything. I pushed her down on the bed, and we cuddled. She took a sip of her scotch to rinse the taste of my ejaculate from her mouth since she knew I didn’t like the taste of my own cum. We cuddled and kissed for almost half an hour, with. ”I shook my head. “It is when I can conceive of a proper definition for ‘My Wife’ and yet have a hard time fitting Adrienne into it.”Dawn raised both eyebrows. “Sounds more like you need to adjust your definition for ‘Wife’ than try to adjust Adrienne.”“I don’t disagree. All four of us have talked for a long time about me trying to push too fast to settle down and get married to some imaginary cardboard cutout wife with an empty face that I’d fill in with the first woman willing enough to take. My questioner, was somewhat taken aback, as he was studying me face intently, hoping for a shock-like reaction, instead.In my early years you tended to accept Porn as it was back in the 70's, and very Swedish, the country that made Porn with a story, which sadly lacks in todays mechanical, spitting, gagging, full of sexually demented females, when wound-up utter 'Oh Yeas' like a push my belly button doll. Of course Porn is churned out in its thousands, all with the same non-story line and same. ’ ‘Warn me next time.’ ‘Ha-ha got you.’ ‘So what are you doing for the rest of your holiday?’ I asked. ‘Whatever you are doing hopefully.’ ‘Touring Snowdonia, climbing Snowdon, visiting Portmerion, riding some of the Great Little Trains, visiting Anglesey.’ ‘So that is what I am doing!’ ‘We are doing.’ I was smiling. ‘My boyfriend?’ ‘Yes, my girlfriend.’ I smiled at her and laughed, Carol was a great person and I still didn’t get why she liked me. I checked my mobile, two in the morning. We.