She giggled and pushed me away but kept her hand stroking me. I tried again each time for the next few weeks and then finally one night as I held her ...hands I managed to get it part way in and it was obvious that she enjoyed it.We'd both been raised in strict homes and so we had pretty strict ideas of what was wrong and what was right.I finally proposed to her and we were married during Christmas break from school just one semester from graduation.We moved in together and lived in an apartment. But it was so much easier to run the prison camp this way.She knelt back down in front of his crotch, his eyes straining to see more than the top of her much-too-pretty head. Despite excessive stimulation to the contrary, his cock was hopelessly inert inside the rings. So it didn't take her long to work number six around its tip. Lucky seven took some doing though, given its diameter couldn't measure more than an inch. When she finished, she gave his swollen balls a powerful squeeze, then. She's looking very fuckable, and she knows it. I tell her she looks fantastic. She smiles and thanks me, playfully turning around and sticking out her perky ass. She turns her head and says jokingly, "I'm feeling frisky." She shakes her ass a little, and I laugh. If she only knew what I'm gonna be doing to that ass later tonight. We get to the bar and party hard with her friends. We all dance. Christine definitely knows how to move her body. It's hot watching her gyrate and sweat to the music.. No bra, no slip, nopanties. If we were playing strip poker, I couldn’t lose toomany hands. I felt free, sexy, naked, hot. “Tom, if tonightstarts off like last week did, you may have to wait a whileif I go to the parking field with someone. Will that be OK?”His eyes told the story – it sure would! He confirmed it.“I’d like that, it would be fun for me, too. But what aboutyou? It’s your body.”“I made promises to be faithful to you. I.