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The Plumber's Daughter Chapter 3

Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 90.2, Source: sexstories.com

the pure unrestrained lust that is so Patrick. His hand was in my hair pulling my head back. I adore having my hair pulled when we fuck this way and I love my Patrick. Later, before bedtime, I am going to take a bath with him. Patrick doesn’t know it yet. We will wash each other, change the water, and then just cuddle and talk. He is going to love my granite bathtub in Long Island. I have so many ideas, my mind is just swimming. We will then make love together and Patrick will be slow and gentle. We seem attuned to each other moods, it is just incredible. Patrick: I HAD MARIE MOANING AND PANTING as before. It felt so good to have my orgasm after waiting for Marie’s, however I was still hard and I continued pounding my Queen with my cock. Marie was practically screaming for me to pull her hair as I fucked her and we came together this time collapsing on the bed in a satisfied heap. Marie: WE LAY TOGETHER IN A WARM GLOW AS PATRICK ran his fingers through my hair. There was no need to speak. Patrick fell asleep and I covered him with a sheet before I left him. I let him sleep. Patrick had certainly earned it. I took a quick shower to get ready to make my sauce. Next I went outside to check on the horses. It was a good thing that I did. I am no expert on horses but the brood mare wasn’t acting right. Patrick: MARIE WOKE ME FROM a very pleasant dream. I was dreaming about my wife, Anne Marie. I dream about her often. I still love Anne and I miss her. That love will never ... diminish in any way. This is nothing I will discuss with Marie. I want Marie to feel that she is the only woman in the world for me and Marie is in this world. Anne will understand; my dear sweet, Anne Marie. I was dreaming that Anne was visiting from heaven having been granted one day to say what was left unsaid before she died; that I should remarry and the angel’s tear should go to my future wife. When she returned Anne will watch over us from heaven. We were all eating dinner, Marie’s sauce over manicotti with her marvelous meatballs. It was a pleasant dinner. Marie and Anne were talking like old friends and I was basking in their love, warm and content until “Patrick, wake up. There is something wrong with the mare!” Marie: PATRICK QUICKLY DRESSED AND WE went out to the barn together. He explained the mare was in the early stages of parturition although a week early and obviously in distress. The signs were there; getting up and down; switching her tail and sweating in the flanks. The mare then let loose with a stream of water and Patrick added, “Yes, and frequent urination. I will stay with her for now. Please go call the vet. The number for Doc Phillips is on the refrigerator.” I was unable to get a person. I left a message on the answering machine and returned to the barn to tell Patrick. I wasn’t need there so I went inside to start my sauce. Patrick came in an hour later to call the owner. He could not get a hold of her either and Sam was out of town visiting his sister. ...