.." she sighed as he began his rapid fucking. It was like a cooling balm within her boiling vagina. "Ahhhh... daaarling..." If I release you, will you... position yourself properly?" Mark asked her, close to her ear."Y-yes! Only hurry... oh... oh... darrrrling..." She nodded her head vigorously, her long blonde hair flying all around as the dog pistoned in and out of her.Mark hurried to accommodate her, and she was as good as her word. The relief of her legs being freed from the leather straps was. ‘Do you have a name yet?’ ‘Ceri,’ I said. ‘Lovely name,’ she said, ‘Nanna Bennett would have been proud of that?’ ‘Diolch yn fawr Santes Ffriad’ said Jess, Myra told me that Jess has whispered, ‘Thank you Saint Brigid.’ While everyone was still crooning over my new son, Myra dipped down in to the water and removed the afterbirth and using I knew not what, cut Ceri’s cord. Myra stepped from the pool and walked across to a steep earth bank and reverentially lay the red mass down and following. There are a bunch of football games on TV.” With all of the holiday details settled, Laura and Dan went to bed. She talked Dan into his version of a good hard screw, and it was good. Not as hard and demanding as Greg when he fucks me hard, but my husband is a good bed partner too. I am one lucky girl. Laura’s eyes relaxed in sleep and her breathing followed. Laura only required a simple confirmation with Greg, but she decided stage managing might be fun. That started with a phone call to. “You looked better when you were a real convict. They made you get a haircut then.”“Lucy, you have no idea what it’s like having somebody else decide what you should look like. Looking homeless without being homeless is my revenge on the system,” John tried to explain.“Okay, but couldn’t you find a better way to do it?” she asked.“I’ll think about it,” he said.“Are you sure you don’t want me to take you to the group meeting at the church?” Lucy asked changing the subject with ease.“No maybe.