Just relax and enjoy it.” He pushed it in further inside, pulled it out and back in again. He did that until his cock was two third of the way there... He sat down on the end of the table, wrapped my legs around his body and lock my ankles behind he back. He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him as his cock gets deeper and deeper inside me.I looked down at him and he had a big smile on his face and said, “told you it would fit.” His cock was so deep inside me I swear he was reconstructing. . My thoughts trailed off as I saw what I had written under that.Upon the HTAFM we found 1 ½ Ogre + symbol of Maxim Machinery, Caladon.I closed my Atlas with a sharp clunk, the noise lifting Dogmeat’s head up and setting his tail wagging. I raised my hand, calling over the serving wench who brought coffee. She was a rather comely half-orc, wearing menial garb and sporting a pair of smallish tusks. She grinned at me, an invitation in her eyes: “Can I assist you, sir?”I chuckled, softly. A year. Put the wine in to chill, but don't put it out until later," I suggested.Promptly at 7:30, we heard people boarding through the transom hatch. I ushered them into the salon and introduced them to Sarah. "Love, this is Pastor Fuller, from Grace Church, Mrs. Fuller and Mrs. Glenn, our hostess here at the marina. Pastor Fuller has agreed to perform the wedding ceremony for us, even though he understands we don't have a license. I told him how much we love each other and are determined to be. ’ ‘You know, Sarah,’ Naomi murmured, linking her arm through her friend’s, ‘we’re so seldom able to come into town. I think you and I should have a cup of tea and maybe a pastry from the bakery.’ Sarah laughed as they turned and strolled along the boardwalk. ‘I swear, Naomi. You rival Liam with your love of sweets. We have apple pie waiting at home, you know.’ ‘I know,’ Naomi said with a grin, ‘but I am eating for two. I think a pastry would definitely be in order.’ ********* Mrs. Thatcher.