A low-pitched groan hissed from under the rough blanket. That was Jon’s voice. There was no mistaking the pain in that sound. I rushed to him. His f...rehead was beaded with sweat. With fumbling hands, I put my palm over his forehead. He had a fever like none I had ever felt. He cracked one eye open and gave me an unfocused stare. ‘Jon!’ I whispered. ‘What’s wrong with you? Are you sick?’ The butler’s teeth were clattering together as he convulsed beneath his coverings. I tore the bedding from. "Come on, Jenny's uncle's promised us another GREATbarbecue, if we leave now, we should be there while it's still hot!"Kayla and I giggle as we climb onto the back seat of the car, andwe're soon on the road heading west toward Jenny's parents vastestate.We spend the rest of the afternoon and evening enjoying our promised(and once again, fattening) meal while catching up with the newlywedsand relaxing in the summer heat. The day ends with a vast, elaboratefireworks display put on by Jenny's. And his control of her body had begun long ago, this was just the culmination. She cared not what he wanted to do with it, her body, only that he take care of her.When Maeson heard Kimber speak those two words he couldn’t help but smile widely. It wasn’t a big toothed smile; it was wide, honest, relieved, and extremely happy. He also didn’t pick her up throw her down on the bed and have his way with her either, there would be times he might do that, but tonight was consummating their. She starts sucking your tongue when you spank her, causing her to stop. Then you start sucking her tits, licking them, squeezing them, slapping them, and doing whatever you can with them. Her hands are in her hair, and she’s clearly having a great time.“Oh fuck, yes! That’s the fucking spot!” she says, grinding against your pants as you maul her tits.“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” is the message accompanying a tap on the window.There’s a policeman outside, clearly glad he caught you.