All in all, it was a very nice dinner with my parents. They did seem to really like Edward and accepted our desire to marry very quickly. My mother ...as a little perturbed about this as she wanted me to have a big, over-planned wedding, but my father assured her it would still be nice, and enough people would be there. Then she was distressed if people would think we had to get married. This made me smile broadly as Edward told her, “We do not plan to have children for a year or two, so they. And yet, deep inside her would be this tiny voice screaming and screaming to warn her.Too late, Fink grinned to himself.Soon, little honey, he thought. Soon Fink will liberate you and turn you in yet another of my famous happy bimbos. Maybe even the best and most co-operative ever.But first things first... He groaned and a formidable rush of cum hurled down the chute of his Dolli's deep, deep throat. Oh, God, was this good.Would he ever tire of this?Little Dolli Babe was in heaven.Just to kneel. " Thank you, Ann.e" You're welcome, Mary. Enjoy." Anne moved to leave thebedroom, then I remembered."Anne... are the cameras still running?" Yes, they are. But I'll turn them off now. I give you myword. I want you to feel comfortable. I'll call you in anhour."She left the bedroom, and shut the door. I sat on the edgeof the bed, overwhelmed by what had just happened.The news that we were going shopping, with me in a dress,made it difficult for me to even think of pleasuringmyself. I was not at. ” Mom raised her hand up and she cut me off, getting up and walking over to me. “You should apologize to me! And you should consider yourself lucky!,” she continued as she jabbed her finger into my shoulder a couple of times. “What are you mean lucky?” I asked her. Completely forgetting the conciliatory tone I started out with I continued. “I wasn't lucky. I just finished what you started and I meant what I said then, that if you wanted another ass-whoopin, I'd gladly be the one to give one.