I helped her pull the panty hose all the way off, then stood up and pulled her dangling bra from her shoulders.She was totally naked. A vision of such... beauty the Rennaisance painters could only dream of. A fresh well of tears came to my eyes.Rebecca knelt in front of me, untying my shoes and helping me step out of them and pulling off my socks. The grass felt like a carpet under my feet.She took my penis into her mouth as she pulled my pants and underwear all the way down, then held them as I. We were married in front of a justice of the peace. And, the prenup? Didn't happen. And, no, not because she'd said anything about it, but because I had come to trust her. That, added to my undeniable love for her, made a prenup a non-happening. And so was launched the family of Finnley and April Matson nee Mulrooney.The next eleven years weren't good; they were outrageously wonderful! Well, they were for me. And, up until five minutes ago, I had thought that they had been just as good for. Slowly he starts to move back and forth and then the full pleasure comes, I moan and almost cry with lust. He pulls his cock all the way out of me and thrusts back. "Fuck me" I scream and as he jerks me off. I ram my ass on his cock as hard as possible.He puts two fingers in my mouth which I suck hard on as I am completely absorbed in the feeling of his cock inside me. I look at us in the mirror and see how he takes possession of me, how I completely surrender to him, I try to caress him. There was a knock at the door just then.“Come in!” Mark called.“Here you all are!” Thomas said in surprise before a frown crossed his face. “I haven’t interrupted anything important, have I?” he asked.“No, that’s all right. We were just discussing history and its differences in the various Realities,” I told him.“A philosophical discussion?” he asked with a smile.“More or less,” Kell agreed, but I had a question for Thomas that I wanted to ask.“Thomas, you’re well informed on the latest.