Georgette and I were finally married in Coeur d'Alene in early September and spent an abbreviated honeymoon on an island in the San Juans in northwest...Washington. We allowed ourselves to forget about Smithton PWTS for a few days and enjoy the scenery and wildlife. We had perfect weather and it was the getaway both of us needed.It took very little discussion to decide to lease the former candy packaging plant in Union City. It was clean, spacious, had excellent offices and was in a great. "Really?" she said, sounding mildly surprised but not shocked. "Huh. I wouldn't have thought she was your type, or you were hers." I don't know," Sam said. "What do you think about it?" Shoot, I don't care," Joan said. "It might be fun. As long as you're here, why don't you carry the tray? If you like," she added as they left the kitchen, "I'll help you sound her out... "They resettled in the living room, helping themselves to snacks. Marcie was watching Sam with an uncertain expression. Sam. Just as she began drifting off, her next contraction began to kick in, it felt as though it was being echoed around her body, reaching every part of her. She could feel his hands still on her though, his flow had not altered at all and she grasped hands full of her hair as she tried to focus on him and the consoling motion of what he was doing to her. Her peak was softened by the man’s hands that time; she found her focal point and took a breath in as her tummy tightened to its fullest then. He was a little nervous about fucking my wife but I assured him that it was fine with me! I just wanted to confront her after they were done doing it! I promised him no one would see the video except me and it would be destroyed later.A few minutes later, my own cell phone rang and it was my wife, telling me that she would be a couple hours late from church since they were having an extended choir practice! I knew right then that I was correct about her being a whore!About 5 minutes later.