" Now we both cried. Actually, I cried; she howled. You might have thought that that was the end of things. But oh no. Fate had one last little trick...to play on old Clyde. **** The wedding was held in the old Baptist church by our old house. The reception saw many of our old friends come out for our second time around. Ben and his wife were there and Morgan and Mavis and Larry and his wife and Tim. It was a good show. Ben was talking to Mavis. He shouldn't have been; he was drunk. "You're. .. do you? As for Katie here... she came of her own accord and offered herself... just as you intended to do, eh? And if I remember right... wasn't that to save your Gil from prison, Mrs. Martin... or may I call you Jan?"Jan couldn't speak. She could only stare at her beautiful blonde daughter who was squirming and twisting sensually on the floor while her small hand had plunged between the lips of her moist, feverish pussy to caress and massage it furiously, the venereal desire that her. Now, I believe you are a single man?” I nodded dumbly. “Jolly good,” she sighed. “You see, in the past the Lord and landholder were nearly always males. When he performed this ceremony for a woman it was either because she was the only surviving offspring of a farmer’s family or she was a widow of the same. The old Lords took it upon themselves to grant themselves the right of congress with all such women. Being terribly sexist they did not expect the title holder to be a woman. Which I am,”. I reached my hand up and softly stroked her cheek, while she laid her face in my hand and purred. Then I reached behind her head and grabbed a handful of her long blonde hair and pulled her head back. She gasped at my sudden action and I covered her gasp with my mouth. She opened her mouth to me and my tongue entered to find hers. As I embraced her, our tongues embraced as well and she moaned into me. I kissed her hungrily, claiming her once more as my own and asserting my possession of her. I.