“Oh my, Veronica!. You’re still on the prowl? How is Aldo?” “Aldo? Oh! Aldo!” She said it like she had forgotten about the groom on her hon...eymoon. “He was on the bed when I left our room. Oh my god!” “What’s happening?” Sherri said. “He’s coming toward me. I want to talk to him. I got to hang up. Bye!” “Well, Veronica is having fun,” Sherri thought to herself. She lit a joint and sat back on the lounge chair. Letting the smoke slowly escape, she thought about Stew turning docile when she. About 30 minutes later, her fluids released, and now the room was full of sounds. Finally, I cum in her pussy too. After taking some rest, we woke up and finished the arranging work. We had a bath together, where I again fucked her in standing position. She was very light. So I took her up in my arms and fucked her.We went out for dinner. Again we fucked at night and slept together. As I said many times in previous stories that I am more fond of an ass than pussy. But by seeing her huge boobs,. And I was doing all this to the Almighty.“The Lord God Himself saw me ... me, and wanted me for his wife. Asked me for my hand in marriage. Proposed to me. Put a ring on my finger. Me, a fat, freckled, pale, middle-class Catholic girl with cousins in South Boston, Philly, and the Bronx! Do you know what that does to me, to know that You loved ... still love me, think me worthy of You? Forgive me for ever doubting or daring to scold or set terms with you or whatever ... it was wrong of me!” Des. . that was lovely”, she said, “I’d rather like a longer time to play with you”. “What about Mark?”, I asked. “That depends on Mary, I think”, Claire replied, “Would she….do you think?”. “I’m not sure”, I said honestly, “maybe, but Mark would have to make a move, as she is great and very responsive, but I don’t think she would start anything”. “Well, I think I can get Mark to play ball”, she grinned. “You bad girl”, I scolded, “but I’m game, if you are!” Later that day, we had got back.