" I went on.The kids were screaming with laughter now, and their mums and dads wereclearly happy that their offspring were happy. I had the audience ...nthe palm of my hand. Time to turn round......and receive a custard pie right in the face."Why didn't you warn me?" I squealed, removing my hat and wiping crazyfoam from my face. "I thought we were friends!" We did!" all the children yelled at once."Oh no, you didn't!" Oh yes, we did!"Pete and I then got into our choreographed custard pie. " He doesn't have to know, honey," Dave told her. "I just love you so much, baby. It's not wrong if we love each other, is it?"The intercom interrupted. "I'm not getting a good shot here," it said. "There's not enough space down there. You're going to have to do her doggy-style."Dave helped Mercy get onto her knees and held her in position as he once again aligned his big cock with her cunt. "Just put it in a little, honey," Mercy murmured. "And please be gentle." Just the head," Dave promised.. That got her attention. Her puzzled look made him think he was losing her again just after he had addressed her misgivings.“If I had met you then, I could have said ‘it never happens’ but it did—for the first time a couple of weeks ago—and even she said it was a mistake!” To arrest his babbling, he gulped his tea, wishing it was a double scotch.Danny’s scowl made him cower. Desperate, he quietly told her about that night, recounting the minimal details, ending with Callie remarking that it had. First you have to learn to deal with route marches carrying weapons and tools. It is just as well we have a man to carry all your spares and food supplies in a travois. It is a dragging carrier, and it is useful to have, but it means you warriors don’t have quick access to weapons unless they are personally willing to carry them.”“Come on, John. It is time we were on our way again.” said Numa.John told the onlookers, “There speaks my wife; marriage is not all it is cracked up to be!”Amid a gale.