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Through his family attorney, Bill made contact with Carter Stevens about paying off his debt to the cash services company. Two weeks later he got a letter from his lawyer. When he read the part about the private detective finding a camera recording a reflection in one of the jitney windshields of Samuel Andrews switching the case Bill had left at the jitney pickup point and a cashier’s check for 900,000 fetish he had to smile. So that asshole got his. The two of them discussed marriage. Bill obtained a certificate of abandonment to dissolve his marriage to Corrine and they decided that as soon as they could they would marry to prevent any legal issues. Sharon could tell that Bill was nervous. “Are you sure you want to marry me? “Ever since we decided to marry, you’ve been acting differently. “Are you sure?” Bill told big Sharon he was nervous about having sex with her because he didn’t think he was a good enough partner to satisfy her. She went to Bill and kissed him gently. “I don’t think you should worry about it.” She and Bill went to her room, she took the lead, and pussy each of them had a pleasant orgasm. The next morning over their morning coffee, she nervously suggested they hire a sex coach to help them get the sex life they wanted. Bill looked at her bug eyed. A sex coach? Bill confessed to having never thought about a sex coach and received her suggestion enthusiastically. It might have been something that the coach said to everyone, but when Bill heard him say that he was one of the most diligent and enthusiastic persons he had ever helped Bill was elated. As the training was wrapping up the coach advised him to put his new capabilities in play gradually, keep what seemed to work well for him or more correctly them, and to not be afraid to try something new to see if it was something to add or not. Bill adopted the philosophy that if he could imagine it, it might be something worth trying. It became practically a certainty that each of them would have an orgasm although they varied from warm, sweet, and gentle to powerful, mind blowing, and spectacular. Six months after completing the coaching, Bill and Sharon embarked on a trip to visit their families in the states with one of the main goals to personally announce their plans to marry. First, they went to Georgia. Sharon only wanted to see her mother. John’s and her house was cfnm vacant and she transferred ownership to her. Once upon a time in the town of Winter Rock; a small but charming little community full of honest hard working people, lived a young man with pale white skin and the most lovely shoulder length curly blonde hair, he stood at about 5’7, had a slender build and an amazing round bubble ass that seemed to call out to all the men and some of the women in the town. His name was John, but because of his hair everyone in town called him “Goldie”. Goldie spent his days working as a courier, running messages through the town, usually invitations, hand written notes and small sealed packages, passed between the townspeople, and like most of the people in the town of Winter Rock; Goldie spent his nights at the local bar. One morning Goldie was tasked to deliver a letter to someone in Blackhaven the next town over, this was nothing out of the ordinary for Goldie, he made the tits forty minute trek around the edge of the forest that stood between his own town and the neighboring one and back again at least five times a month. Goldie had heard of a much faster shortcut to the Blackhaven, but the shortcut was through the woods, and the woods were full of wild animals and many who ventured into the forest never return, however Goldie was convinced that the tales were meant to scare young children to keep them from wandering too deep into the forest. With the parcel he needed to deliver wrapped securely and slung around his shoulder in a satchel, Goldie bravely entered the forest taking comfort in the fact that this shortcut through the forest would certainly cut his travel time in half. Goldie held his head up and stuck his chest out proud and brave as he walked through the woods, there were no roads to follow and the thick trees so close together made it a little hard for Goldie to keep bearings, he had convinced himself that he was the bravest in the land to have ventured so far into the woods alone. Very little sun light beamed down through the leaves, there were no great wild beasts roaming the forest, none that were in sight anyhow… In fact the only kind of life he could see were a few spiders and some insects flying around as he journeyed along. Goldie came to a sudden pause, frozen in a moment of fear and bewilderment; something had been vexing him for a while now but he’d only just realized it, he should have reached Blackhaven by now; he knew he had been walking in a straight line but it was as if he had just been wandering around the forest in circles for the past few hours but as he looked around it seemed that he had somehow gotten lost. Goldie tried again and again to find his way back home but each time he did he somehow became even more lost it seemed to Goldie like the forest was rearranging itself as he walked, it was useless… he had become hopelessly lost to the forest and with no clear way back or through, Goldie was forced roam the forest to find his way home before it got dark. Kate and I then proceeded downstairs big towards the front door. Not quite taking it all the way in, he began sucking me off. That’s ok though because I knew that I was going to cum all over her leg too, and I wanted that to happen. If I don’t watch what I eat I’ll tits lose my girlish figure…hee, hee,” she said giggling at her own joke. I was just wearing one of my string only bikini bottoms and it was clear that Tom just wanted to look at me. I bite my lip as the pressure builds. “Uh-huh,” I whimpered, my eyes rolling back in my head. She proposed that I could help her son weekly with his homework and we exchanged numbers so that I could contact her in the event I needed to reschedule. Amélie let out a stifled little moan and could feel her length swell in the girl's fingers, eager for the attention she was offering, but something else was more pressing, “You know I would love more mon petite amie… But I need to talk about something too…” I greedily took a nipple into cfnm my mouth, my tusks crazing her sensitive areola, my lips pulling roughly on the swollen node. Roo broke off licking her and moved back as Sara stood up to unsnap, unzip, and start wiggling out of her jeans. Lisa began to regain her senses and saw me admiring her naked body. Trudging back up the stairs, coffee in hand, I started to plan out the day: I had to work for a few hours, had a meeting in the afternoon, and I wanted to hit the gym before pussy Sammy got home. “I will,” Brie giggled with one final sniffle, “but they’ll never buy it.” “That isn’t the kanji for “luck,” but... Mmm, that's my clit, you naughty futa!” Just like me. And that's why we fetish both feel that we have to resort to all these sexual shenanigans, just to try to get our rocks off better, and bring some excitement back into our marriage again. Although her legs were spread, the thong did not drop from her body.