Our eyes are locked. Hers are deep ponds I want to swim in. She smiles shyly. I wave my hand awkwardly. Under the gray Georges Rech coach, I've put my... best suit, the anthracite Moschino one, with a light pink shirt. My black frattelli rossetti are mirror polished. My hair is the fuss it's always.You never have a second chance to make a first good impression."Hi Emma" Hi Ian"It's a strange feeling. I'm 40, yet I'm like a teenager wondering how to rob a kiss at the nicest girl in school."I think. "I know you are there pervert!" I yelled trying to sound tough. "You don't scare me!" I whacked the side of the cabin with the cane, showing whatever was there I meant business. Just then I heard movement. Branches breaking and leaves crunching under the weight of footsteps. My breath got short and I begin to panic. I quickly backed into the cabin, watching in every direction. Then I heard a low grunting noise. I couldn't think! I was scared but at the same time wanted to know WHAT was out. As I stroke my cock, she stands behind me and whispers in my ear, things like "such a little dicklet you have" "your hand is so gay, it loves your little dickie" "isn't that a nice, big, hard cock in that picture", things like that. I get so aroused by the porn and her talk that I spurt my cum pretty quickly. She always laughs when I cum. Of course she makes me eat my cummies after I squeeze my dickie to get all the sperm out. I love my wife.Just yesterday, she did something that was brand new. She maintained that she would deliver in March. She told Cletus that he should not worry, she would take care of everything. Her pregnancy did not interfere with regular sex between the two and Bright-Sky was as vocal as ever. Cletus began to wonder is she was so loud in a effort to make him look good in the eyes of the rest of the clan. Whatever the reason, his ego was certainly messaged by her noise. By now, Cletus dearly loved her.The problem of getting enough cash for the guns was solved by.