Or to be more exact, it's Celia's recommended solution to whatever ails I've decided to moan about this week. Also I think it is a dig at my complete ...lack of baking skills and lack of respect for all things baky, as well as a sly dig at my slatternly housewifely domestic standards. Each Tuesday afternoon Celia and I meet on our bench. I bring the coffee and she brings the cake; today's is a scrummy lemon drizzle and already I'm picking at the crumbs in my lap and salivating at the possibility. The first spurt hit my throat with power and then another. I could hardly swallow before a further burst of semen flooded my mouth. He pulled slightly away from my mouth allowing me to catch my breath. I regained my composure, my mouth still full of thick, salty cum…My husband ordered me to get up. I struggled to my feet and was pulled by my collar over the bed.Then Victor ordered me to bend over.I spread my legs and bent forwards, balancing with my hands on the bed. I thought I was about to be. After everyone else left or settled in for the night I was still sitting in the back yard enjoying the night when Sindee came out and sat beside me. She took a deep breath like she was working up the nerve say something; so I turned to face her and waited until she was ready. Sindee finally decided she was ready to speak, “Andrew, would you like to move in here with me instead of renting an apartment?” I couldn’t keep the emotion from my face or voice when I replied, “I’d like nothing more. Sharon, Lillian, Mary, and two of Jennifer's school friends served as her brides Maid, Sharon was her Maid of honor, I had Josh and several people from the office as my grooms men. I nodded briefly to Merlins Daughter who was crying in the audience, she simple smiled at me and blew her nose.Than the march started, and out came Jennifer in all her glory, she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, her dad marched at her side. Over the last two years we had courted each other like a normal.