I stood up and went back to the bed and laid across it and raised my ass towards her. She applied some vaseline to it and began to push her finger in...to my asshole. She put her hand under my stomach and pulled me closer and I could hear her sniffing my ass. As she began to saw her finger in and out of my asshole I began to get into the flow of her ruthm. Damn, it felt good. Her hand had touched the head of my prick as she reached under me to pull me closer. It usually didn't get too close. ’ Good. thhe tough guy was off his game, we had the advantage. Betty and I brought out more pizza, served some soda….made some polite talk….and after a few rounds, met in the kitchen. Betty looked at me…and said what we were both thinking…. ‘Are you as turned on as I am…those boys are all virgins! We could be there first…’ I looked at her….I couldn’t do much…one of them was my son for cryin’ out loud!!! But I said….’If you want to go for it….I’ll cover your back….we don’t want it out of. I will never ask another sacrifice of you again. You can use me as a toilet from the second you say yes 'til they put me in the ground. I will do anything, to be your husband. You'd actually have paperwork that say you own me." No, you'd have paperwork to own me. Marriage enslaves the bride not the groom." We'll rewrite the vows. I'll love, honor, cherish, and obey. Hell, I do it anyway. I just wanna do it publicly; I wanna do it so that everybody in the world know how we feel about each. "My daughter was abducted in London two years ago and this evening she escaped from her captors in Stockholm." There's an audible intake of breath at the other end of the phone line. "We found her on Djugarden Quay. I think her captors made their escape in a large sea-going motor yacht. We came straight back to our house in Stockholm for safety. I have assumed her captors will not know our address. I have to report this incident."The gasp of surprise from the switch-board operator or.