I look at my husband sitting opposite to me, a large, ugly, seafoam green table between us. He is reading something on his phone with an amused look o...n his face. His two days scruff and the old, slightly faded ‘Save the ocean’ t-shirt with the whale logo – which I’ve bought for him at least three years ago – give him a carefree, free spirited look. The same look I fell for the very first time we met. I still find it one of his strongest sex-appeal.We are in the second hour of this six-hour. Ribbons and lace flowed from chair to chair, billowing as the breeze blew occasionally. Flowers had been selected for their beauty as well as their sweet sultry fragrance. Every May she’d patiently wait for their bloom. This year they were ready just in time. She had always dreamt of having Lilacs. From her bedroom window she could see the ocean mist the sides of the rocky cliff with each passing wave. Setting little rainbows across the horizon. Surely someone above was giving them HIS. ” She chuckled. “I could say the same.” I said. She looked down and gasped. The was blood all along the inside of her thighs and more dripping strait from her pussy along with a thin but constant stream of cum. She gasped again as she spread her legs to get a better look and a huge blob of cum escaped her pussy and splattered on the floor. Despite the fact that we were both in pain we broke into laughter, not that it was terribly funny but it just had to be done. After a minute or so the. You know, for a young lady who has every man in her life wrapped around her finger, Katie is actually a very independent, caring, and selfless little girl. She adores you, by the way.” “I adore her too. One of the things I love about JR is his devotion to her. I just wish…”“Give him time, Rockie,” Patty said with understanding in her voice. “I want to tell you a story, so you understand how I can be so certain of what you need to know.”“About how you and JR’s dad were reunited?”“That’s the.