She helps with my bags as we walk together out of the train station and outside. I’m surrounded by beauty as I stare at the coast to my left, hills upon hills of villages on my right, and a river in the center. “Where’s the car?” I ask. Violet grins, “Absolutely no cars out here sweetie. This region is very private and secluded to society. This is as far as the train will go. Other than that, boats or helicopters are the way into this area. We walk along a pier near the station alongside the river. Violet takes me to a small boat and loads up my stuff onto it. I noticed in oriental small black lettering the name “Porter” on the side of the boat. “So...I take that we’re the Porters huh?” Violet looks at me with a big smile on her face. “Yes indeed...allow me to cumshot introduce myself to you Oliver. My name is Heather. Heather Porter....your wife.” Heather reaches over and kisses me. All of this feels surreal!! “Well nice to officially meet you Heather...sweetie.” I give her a kiss back. Heather unties our boat from the dock, and begins to steer us up the river. It’s about an hour ride up the river. We spend time catching up with our lives. Heather has changed a lot since we’ve last seen cocksucking each other, the horrifying night we had at the motel. She’s very tan from the climate of our new home. Heather is now a Brunette with straight hair cut short. She’s lost some weight as her body is more athletic, which was totally ok with me! We then discuss about her relationship with Jeff and who he was. She tells me that they both attended grade school together all their lives. How he was like a brother to her. fantasy She tells me that Jeff was in the Department of Homeland Security back in the US and how he had powerful connections around the globe. That explained how he was able to cover up the murder of her husband, a special ops Navy Seal. Jeff had a team of people dispose of Clark Taylor and fake our deaths to avoid our families being in danger for the murder of Mr. Taylor. Once Violet (Heather) knew that I was going to be ok, when I was an a medically induced coma, Jeff set up her alias and sent her over to Italy months in advance to allow me to recover while she set up our new home. Heather continued the conversation with telling me how she traveled all around the country and befriended many locals in the village. japanese She told me her Italian was getting better each day and can’t wait to teach me! “Into a girl who knows what she wants,” I said, my pussy clenching around Skylar's clit-dick. japanese I watched Mia and the loathing in her eyes as she opened her mouth. Both her and Sandy looked questioningly at Jane, who actually turned beet red and covered her face with her hands. Why don’t you come out here to play for a while?” She wasn’t ready for that. "Don't..." she whispered. “…what we want to do.” She finished. Our next stop was a small gorge probably forty feet down cumshot where three streams converged into a waterfall. I quietly placed a knee on her bed, right next to her smooth thigh, then brought up the other one. Her tongue was wickedly talented and had me cumming twice before she drove me to school. I came cocksucking home from work one afternoon and Neil was home, he looked very solemn and revealed that Tina had fallen over in the garden and it looks like she had lost the baby, l played the disappoint brother but wondered if it wasn’t for the best. Freddie couldn’t believe how much it turned him on to have her talking that way to him. Mark's cum was oozing out of her pussy, and his cock, going soft, had just begun to slide out of her sticky-wet hole. The strap of her bra is tight around the fantasy soft flesh of her back. Everything in her was enthralling to me. Still kneeling in front of me, her mother said, "I was about to send him up to wake you." And, excruciatingly, he took his time kissing up each of my legs after my skirt dropped to the floor. In fact, he was still working on it at 5 o’clock. My friends call me BJ. She said. Neither Ella nor I moved our legs; in fact, without realising it we’d both moved a hand to our pussies; not to cover them, but to idly play with our clits. “Agreed,” I said, my girl-cock oriental already swelling hard. Get some sleep.” Dr. Robinson said as he walked off. At that point, all three were just about at the breaking point and they told me not to jack them because they wanted to cum down my throat. But when I crafted these models I had control over them. I hate cleaning in there.” She started panting. “As soon as possible.”