As I climbed into bed and started to try to sleep, all I could do was play over him spanking me so well, and then the feel of him throbbing in me afte...ward. Yes, as he said, I am his wife now.FridayIn the morning I heard my parents moving around in the kitchen and I got up. Dressed just in a robe, I went into the kitchen. Both looked at me quizzically, I guess I still had a smug, so satisfied, look on my face. Before I could start to say anything, the phone rang. I answered it and it was. “Let’s start with these speakers.”“Polk speakers,” Daymon remarked. “Nice.”“You know your equipment. If you could start carrying these to the van.” Jason took his wallet out of his pocket and removed the magnetic pass card. “Take this so you can get back in the building. I’ll leave the door to the corridor unlocked.”Daymon picked up one of the column speakers and headed out the door. Jason began unhooking cables. Phyllis deposited a tub of clothing on the floor near the door. Her nephew. I knew i would'nt be able to hold on much longer but this seamed like that was her plan so i just went along with it. She stopped wanking me , grabbed my legs and pushed them over my shoulder exposing my virginal arse to the cold air. I looked at her wondering what she had in mind then she took my balls in her mouth gently tugging at them knowing they were full of hot cum, then releasing my balls from her warm mouth she grabbed my arse cheeks and pulled them apart, my most sacred of places. I had a bucket in my hand full of sand. When I examined the sand in the bucket carefully, though, I saw the grains were made up of the faces of Simone and Nicole. When I looked at my sandcastle, I saw that the sand there, too, was made up of faces, faces I knew, faces from my past and my present. I saw my parents, my sister, Sally and Janey. Mac was there, as were others, some alive, some long dead. I put the new bucket onto my castle and Nicole's and Simone's faces became part of the.