" I quickly blurted out."But you just agreed to marry my son" she replied,"What choice did I have, if I said no I'd have been stuck like thisforever" ... argued,"Ha ha calm down girl, the proposal did throw a spanner in the works,but a deal is a deal,I can easily clear his mind of this weekend, but are you sure you wantto go back to your old life, I looked you up, no family, divorced fromyour wife fours years ago, no siblings; Parents have past on, what haveyou to go back to? Ken would make you a. You’re welcome but please call me Ma, the title Mrs Black is reserved for State Troopers and IRS inspectors.’ ‘Hi Ma, you have this place looking pretty. My tongue is hanging out for coffee. Oh by the way my name is Laurel Lyndon.’ ‘Oh lovely name is Lyndon. My name is Rosie. I went to high school with a Beryl Street in Coatesville who married a Lyndon. Me and my sister Bess Whitehead whose Shelton’s mother were raised in Coatesville.’ ‘Oh I remember my mom talking about you. You were Rosie. . pose with sexy clothes on for you? You won’t get mad at me?” Debbie timidly asked her husband. Normally, Brett would go into a jealous sulk at the just the thought of his precious little wife showing more skin that what was proper. But like Debbie, Brett was discovering that what he felt or did was no longer his choice.Brett’s answer further surprised Debbie. “You should be proud of your beauty. And I don’t mind that you share your beauty with others. You really should show off more often.. Katherine was bucking her hips off the bed now and pushing against the headboard with her bound hands. Sliding now between the valley of her breasts with his tongue he left a sticky residue behind as he moved down her stomach, through her belly button to the top of her mound. He started licking and nibbling on the warm liquid where it had started to congeal on her clit, then followed the trail of it as it slid down her lips. He suckled gently on them as he removed all traces of the liquid from.