She began to lick down my shaft and then suck on my balls. “Christine do you want to cum again?” “Yes!” she moaned and laid down spooning posi...tion in front of me. Becca rolled me over “Fuck her ass until one of you cums.” My dick was already slicked up with Becca’s saliva so I was able to slide into Christine slowly. I grabbed her waist and began to thrust her slowly as she grunted in pain at first. Soon her grunts turned to moans as she grabbed my hand on her waist and encouraged my efforts.. I couldn’t believe the feelings I was having. For my future father in law.He tried to disengage but I said please not to. He should hold me closer as it was really calming and I wasn’t due to see anyone until the next day. I would be alone.... all evening, all that time, so please hold me closer. Just for a little while longer.And laying on the bed we held each other close, and I felt it, and he knew I felt it, he was getting a hard on, with his future daughter in law. He tried to pull away.. Time away from Caroline and our son became a prolonged purgatory, and every Friday, when not on weekend duty, I would ride down to Bearsted after finishing work. I employed the same system of transportation as had Rob Crawshay when he first rode to Ashford House. I hired a horse in London, cantered non-stop to Swanley then rented a fresh mount to ride on to Bearsted. By this method I could travel from Queen Street to Ashford House in a little under five hours – Rob, being an excellent horseman,. “You won’t do yourself, nor anyone else any good by making yourself miserable.”“How can you be so ... aloof?” she asked, looking up at him with a flurry of purple feathers. “The world might end tomorrow for all we know, but you’re not worried at all?”“Sure I’m worried, but like I said, worrying doesn’t help anyone. Being a soldier is ninety percent waiting, ten percent fighting. If you let it, your worry and your apprehension will drive you crazy, fry your nerves. You have to accept that some.