Those wedding vows were ancient and it was because of their old fashioned views on marriage and women’s constricting role as a wife. It was hard to ...ontain the grin but I managed, giving her a confused stare before she repeated the chant slowly and hesitantly. My cock twitched in anticipation. Emily was finally mine. Forever.She seemed to have forgotten our vows the minute we kissed. The wedding was pretty much pictures and smiles all day. I could barely contain my excitement when it was time. ”He pushed her away from him so that she bumped into the bed and nearly tumbled back onto it. He reached after her and grabbed her by one of her full tits, kneading it insistently. Then he twisted on her lust-hardened nipple and slapped her breast so that she gasped. He fondled it again, wrestling her to him with his other hand slapping tight against her ass and squeezing fingers into the cleft. His mouth found her throat, her neck and her earlobe, kissing with savagery. Their lips locked once. .It sometimes bothers me when some guys get "nasty" with comments as she strips down to pussy showing level, but.... You take the good with the bad? Angie's "My woman." Lisa is lots of guys woman. But...In some level, I love her too. I'm 30 again when she's on top of me, big boobies hangling, and those swiveling hips go down on my cock, and I feel her hot breath again, And every two weeks or so, I anxiously sit at my kitchen window wondering what tauntingly delicious. The calendar sold all over the world in large numbers. The story was made into a film and a stage play. Recently it has been made into a musicalThe writer has a healthy respect for the Women’s Institute and in no way would wish to denigrate that fine organisation.The following is a tongue-in-cheek story inspired by The Calendar Girls:‘And now ladies, I will announce the results of the home made preserves contest: In third place was Mrs Patterson’s beetroot chutney. The second prize goes to Mrs.