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My foot moved Kurt aside as I stood and carried my bride upstairs to our bed. Past experience told me we’d have just enough time to make incredible love before the girls awoke. I had everything I could have prayed for in my life. We had our health and more than our share of love. We had great friends in Daryl and Jasmine and their two children. It doesn’t get any better than that. Could I possibly be any richer than I was? Maybe, but I just couldn’t see how. I suppose there’s a moral to this story. Sometimes you have to get lost before you can find yourself. That’s what happened to me and am I ever glad it did! The End This is a work porn of fiction. Any resemblances to actual events, characters, persons, alive or dead or beings of Earth or the multiverse, past, present or future, is purely coincidental. Unless, of course, I'm psychic, in which case this a work of non-fiction. But I highly doubt that, I'm not that attuned. I mean if I was, I’d have won Powerball by now and been able to afford creative writing classes and a proofreader. Be forewarned, these writings, including this warning, may trigger some issue or issues that you have. Either by the language used or it’s content in general. If you are one to get bothered by every little thing, you have to make the decision now. You have two choices. One, you can decide, if you can be a mature adult about things and continue. Or Two, just close it now and step away from wherever the hell it is that you are reading this. Chapter 4 : One Road Leads To Another Our bodies relinquished themselves to quieter intimacies, as we puzzled together, in a post orgasmic paralysis. The heat had built up around us like an eiderdown, snug and cozy, against the chill of the night outside. The rain had stopped, I don’t know when, but somewhere in the night the torrent became an all but forgotten memory. It’s passing being briefly recalled by the occasional drips of water on the wooden deck and the breezes that whispered through the sparsely leafed tree limbs. The silence, that had settled around our little world, was soft and comfortable. Only the hums, that came to life from a spark of a random touch on an overly sensitive nerve, gave any indian rise of suspicion to our presence. Until questions came to mind, formed in the throat and drifted off the tongue. Some of Ryan’s colleagues instantly knew that it was me wearing the Miley Cyrus mask and they indian guessed that it was Emma wearing the Ellen DeGeneres mask; but none of them recognised Emily (Britney Spears) and Grace (Emma Watson) (when they were stood with their legs closed); or Kate and Jude. He knew she was far to young for him and he was nervous she might just be too young. He wouldn't do that again. With well-practiced and elegant steps her companion moved behind the chosen one to cradle her head in both hands, supporting her weight as she leant back and offered her throat to the blade, facing the ceiling with her lithe body bent backward like a bow. Her eyes were golden in the light from Megan’s dropped cell porn phone. As she came to him he picked her up and put her across his lap. "I told you the guys would like your suite." “AND ONE RIGHT UP THE CENTER OF EACH BOOB,” he ordered. We watched 3 people get out and roll in the snow. Right then and there, I lean in and kiss her. I don't know what to do about it. “Sucked cock or her master's cock?” Sven asked. At the time we went there, conservatively 500 nude bodies of all types were running around! Curled up like this, her tummy had two thick rolls of excess weight that hid her belly button and her cartoonishly large breasts, slid, almost rolled, up and down the sides of her chest.