The fact that you want to be my wife is enough for me, and we can learn our husband and wife jobs as we go along. We both need to relax and enjoy bein... in love,” I told Diane.“Promise you love me Paulie. Monica was right you know. I’m already head over heels in love with you,” Diane told me.“I kept thinking I had to be crazy to fall in love, but my heart said, I don’t care because I’m already in love with Diane, and nothing is going to change that,” I answered.Diane pulled my face down to hers. "The air is warmer, and there's a feeling of enclosed space. I can't tell how large the room is, or what might be in it. My fingers itch to reach for the blindfold, and I'm glad for the pressure of the cords against my wrists.Martin guides me forward a few more steps, stops me, and turns me with his hands on my shoulders."There's a cushion in front of you. Ease forward until you feel it against your ankles, then sit. It will be easiest if you go to your knees first and bring your legs around."I. I fumble with your jeans buttons (you used to have zip-fly ones) fingers anxious to clasp what’s beneath. I’m pushing my breasts into your searching hands and appreciatively against the wall of your chest. I can’t hear what you’re attempting to whisper for the roar of blood and desire in my ears. Your mouth is so very close to my face, that’s all that matters. One eager hand hurriedly undoes the top button and pushes it’s way down the front of my jeans. They stretch to accommodate your big. Curiosity definitely got the better of me when he made sure that I was the last to leave, cupping my breasts and telling me what a handful they were and patting my rear asked me to go on the next Sunday morning and help him put fresh hay in all the cages, I was very wary, especially when he said we would be on our own and he would make it fun, but I agreed, surprising myself later at my eager anticipation for my first solo visit. His fussy wife gave me biscuits and a large glass of milk and.