They were both so thrilled. As the wedding day approached, things were working fine, until Gary’s boss asked him to travel to Europe for a buying tr...ip. This was not in Gary’s usual line of work, and he queried it, stating that he was due to get married in two weeks time. His boss pointed out that it was necessary for someone in authority to do this particular trip as it was a very important one. One that the Company had decided should be carried out by Gary. He asked how long it would take. His. Let me grab my rubbers.”She lay on the bed, on her side with her head supported with her hand.“You don’t need those. I went on «p-piller» when I turned thirteen. Mom wanted to make sure I didn’t get pregnant, not that I’d let any of the guys in my class even touch me!”That didn’t surprise me, actually. Given Swedish guys’ reluctance to use condoms, any smart parent would put their daughter on birth control pills. I didn’t see much risk with Suzana.“How much have you done?”“Nothing, really. A. So Friday night my wife went over to my friend’s house as they were drinking wine. The doorbell rang and a black man came in he was about 5’10’’ and skinny as a post as they were drinking more he ask my wife if she would like to dance. She got up and started to dance with him my friend started the video he started to grind his hips into her. He started to kiss her and rubbing her ass and breast she was getting horny as hell.He put her down on her knees and pulled out his cock for her to suck it. I snorted two long lines and it made me feel just as good as before, even better in fact, because Gary kept his word. He just touched me a little and then only on my back and shoulders. I felt amazingly good, ecstatic and full of life. Gary was minding his manners, being trustworthy, and I talked to him about my kids, of all things. I told him about Amy and how she always wanted to argue over every little thing. I told him about JJ and his soccer team and how proud I was of him. And Jilly, my.