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Twist Of The Knife! Ch 2. free porn video
Fall of 2016. I haven't seen my wife since that first visit! She still comes every week, hoping to see me. But I just can't face her. She leaves me letters that say she can't stand to see me this way, and she will be waiting for me if I can ever forgive her. I don't know why she says that. It's not her fault. She didn't do anything wrong. It was him, he kept telling me, “You know how much she loves you, and if you get this hot thinking about it, just imagine!” I hate that son of a bitch! Anyway, like I said, I have lots of time on my hands, so back to my story.
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Lori and I were inseparable after that weekend, and we did any and everything together. We couldn't get enough of each other! Every time we made love or had wild sex, we became more in tune, and to make things even better, we had become best friends. Two weeks after we met, I started a new job as a Maintenance tech in an automotive parts factory. It was a good step up in pay from my last job. Lori was working part-time at her dad's hardware store. What more could a guy ask for, she's beautiful and knows about tools!
By November, I had made up my mind to pop the question. I wanted to do it someplace special and romantic, but I knew how we would be, and I decided to catch her off guard at the apartment. Lori could read my mind from the moment we met, and I was sure she suspected. But she wanted it to be a surprise as much as I did, and she never let on. (I did catch her a bit off guard.)
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Saturday afternoon, November 18, 1989. I worked a split shift, 3rd to 1st, and got out at 11:30 am. By the time I got the ring out of hock and made it back to the apartment, it was going on one o'clock. I walked in to find Lori curled up asleep on the couch. We had gotten up a little before two am and after I went to work, she went in early to stock the shelves at the hardware store so she would be here when I got home. I quietly moved to the couch, knelt on the floor, and opened the ring. I wanted it to be the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes.
I looked at her, thinking, she's even beautiful in old sweats as I gently nudged her. Lori smiled and stretched, but she didn't open her eyes. I cleared my throat, and her eyes popped open. She looked at me with a questioning smile until her focus drew back to my hand. Then she sprang up like a startled cat. At first, I wasn't sure what to think, but I quickly figured out she was ecstatic! Her feet were dancing on the couch, and her hands were shaking as she took my hand, stared at the ring, and excitedly croaked, "Yes, baby! Oh God, yes!" before I could say a word, let alone propose.
Lori cried tears of joy as I put the ring on her finger. I was crying too as she jumped off the couch, and wrapped her arms and legs around me. We kissed passionately and cried as I carried her to our bed, just like the first time!
We made love, shedding tears of joy, and eventually stopped crying long enough to agree that we would get married on May 5, 1990. After all, our lives together truly started on Cinco de Mayo. Rick happily agreed to be my best man and have our wedding in The Hollow.
May 5, 1990. It was a perfect day as everyone gathered in the Hollow for our wedding. Lori was stunningly beautiful in the wedding gown her mother had made. Kristin and Sue were looking good in the matching bridesmaid dresses they had spent most of the winter making, and I looked pretty sharp in my rented tuxedo. (Well, not really, it didn't fit right.)
We had a simple ceremony. It almost seemed like a formality. Lori and I couldn't imagine not being together.
Lori had a lot of fun with the bouquet toss. There were so many bachelorettes crowded around, she almost started a riot, before she tossed the bouquet. Of course, we had to endure our friend's toasts and corny speeches. Then Lori and I cut the cake and made quite a show of feeding, okay smearing our first bite. Although, the way we cleaned the cake off each other wasn't quite traditional and I noticed some mothers covering their children's eyes! When the time came, I made a big deal out of removing and tossing her garter. I wasn't too surprised when I saw some of the young bachelors passing it around and sniffing it later!
Lori looked very happy as she took the first dance with her father. I knew her parents were fun-loving people. But when her mother insisted that I dance with her while Lori danced with her father, I felt pretty silly. Lori smiled at me apologetically as we danced, and while I was dancing with my mother-in-law, she said that I had made her daughter the happiest woman in the world, and told me she was very happy for us and expected grandchildren. I assured her that wouldn't be a problem! Lori's mother is a beautiful woman in her own right, and I understood and appreciated that glimpse into my future from the day Lori introduced me to her parents.
Finally, all the pictures and other formalities were over, and we went up to Rick's house to change. Oh yeah, and consummate our marriage! Lori knew the idea of getting under her wedding gown really turned me on, and I knew it turned her on too! As soon as we got into the guest room, she started slowly raising her dress with a naughty smile. By the time I got out of my tux and crawled to my bride, the hem was just past her knees.
I love to see her in high heels, and Lori was gorgeous beyond words in her wedding gown. I kissed her foot just above her toe strap, then kissed my way up her ankle, her perfect calf, and up to her knee. She lowered her dress over my head as I kissed my way up her thigh and tugged on one of the little garter strap bows with my teeth. Lori giggled and playfully pushed on my head, under her dress, trying to stop my naughty advance. I let her garter strap snapback, and she moaned softly as I kissed her inner thigh just above her stocking.
That's when I realized she wasn't wearing panties! Then I wondered, when did she take them off? Or didn't she wear them at all? Earlier, when I had slipped her garter off for the toss, she was being modest for the children, and I hadn't noticed. Now the thought excited me even more!
I was just a kiss away from her beautiful engorged rose, and Lori gasped when I lightly kissed her pussy lips. Her wetness covered my lips as I sucked hers in and probed with my tongue to collect her sweet juices. Her legs started to quiver as I worked my tongue from her wet canal to her clit, swirling and sucking her lips with each pass.
Her cute whimpering moans were shooting right through me and making my cock almost painfully hard as I gently sucked and swirled her clit. Her legs were getting weak as I guided her to the bed, never releasing her lips or clit from my mouth. When her legs touched the bed, she fell back, and our lips parted. She pulled up her dress to look at me, and our smiles conveyed a deeper bond than ever.
"So, when did you take them off? Or didn't you put them on?" I asked with a big grin.
She pondered her answer as her smile morphed into that devilish grin that I so love, "A lady never tells."
To that, I raised my eyebrows and dove back into her beautiful rose. Lori gripped my hair and started grinding against my lips, her cute whimpers building to full out moans as I worked her clit to an earth-shattering orgasm. I gently held my lips around her clit as her shudders gave way to heavy breathing, then she pulled my head up and looked at me with loving need in her eyes, "Make me your wife!"
I was more than ready as I climbed onto the bed and looked down at my beautiful bride with her tits spilling out of her gown, and her legs spread wide. I carefully rolled down the remaining fabric and lace to reveal her tits in all their glory, then brought my lips to hers with a soft wet kiss. Suddenly I pulled away, grinning, "Are you sure? This will make it official!"
Lori slid her fingers into my hair, took a firm grip, and growled, "FUCK ME!" with that same look of lust in her eyes as our first time. Our lips touched as my cock entered her very hot wet pussy, and our kisses became more desperate as I started to thrust. I was picking up the pace with each stroke, and after five minutes of intense fucking, I came as hard as that first time. (Okay, it was more like thirty seconds. But it had been three days with all the wedding preparations going on.)
After the last waves passed, I pushed myself up and looked down at my wife, " You are the most beautiful woman in the world to me! I love you, Mrs. Hammond!"
Lori looked so happy as she beamed up at me with tears running down her makeup smeared cheeks, "I love you too, Mr. Hammond!"
We changed into comfortable clothes. Then Lori fixed her makeup, and we headed back to The Hollow. Nobody seemed too surprised that it took us over an hour to change our clothes.
I’m not much of a dancer. But it was our wedding day, and I was sure as hell gonna have a dance with my beautiful wife after each one of those horn dogs took their turn. Rick had plenty of kegs with a big pile to burn, and we partied until the kegs were gone, and the fire was just a warm pile of ashes. (It was one hell of a party!)
Lori and I spent the next day passed out in bed, cuddling and kissing between naps. We even made love once, just to be sure it was all real!
We didn't have a big fancy honeymoon. I couldn’t get much time off from my new job, so the next week, we spent a three-day weekend, in a little cabin on a small scenic lake, in beautiful northern lower Michigan. Like everything we did together, we made the most of it. It was a perfect honeymoon!
By the end of July 1990, it was official. Lori was pregnant. We decided the apartment wouldn't do and were practical about looking for a new home. After looking at several, we settled on a ranch-style a couple of miles from Rick's. It was on two acres with woods in the back. It had a finished walkout basement and a thirty by forty foot Pole Barn. It needed a little work, but we were both handy, and Lori's father only charged us cost for anything we needed.
Everything is so perfect; I just can’t believe it’s not a dream!
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