He wasn’t going anywhere, if she had anything to say about the matter. “I want more, Daddy. Please don’t stop!”There was no turning back now. ...Paul drove his hips forward, firm and relentless, pushing his prick deeper into her vagina. He felt something blocking his way, and pulled back an inch or so, then pressed forward again to bump against it.Laurie felt the stretching sensation as he pushed his prick into her. It did hurt, but she didn’t care; she wanted more, and kept pulling at his hips.. As we progressed, I explained Sheila's concept. The Amish are non-electrical by choice. This would fit well with a turn of the 20th century theme. I never did explain why I wanted the horses and carriages. As I said, the man was not stupid.When we went through the ballroom, I explained that there was to be a formal dance. It would not be one suitable for Amish to attend, but the concept would be very familiar. Dances are a principle way young Amish men meet marriageable Amish women. I. ..... not according to your family!” he said“What are you talking about?” she said wondering why he was speaking like this“You are MY wife, I am the man and I want you to clean the house!” he asserted“Becareful of how you speak to me....!” she said in shock“Or what? You will tell your family you faked your marriage?!” he threatened “No, I will tell immigration!” she threatened back“You stupid bitch... I am not an illegal, I have been in UK for 10 yrs and have my papers!” he said“What? What do. .. "I'm going to cum, baby.......I'm going to spray this thick load all over your sexy breasts. You want to ride the train home with my cum under your bra? Sitting next to guys who will be looking at you? Lightly disheveled and used? Fucking show me those tits......"The pace of my strokes now matched by your and on your clit. The head of my penis swells as I approach orgasm, that familiar tingling filling your insides. You look down to see my cock erupt all over you, thick streams of white hot.