
Sarah was brimming with happiness, when she and her husband Kevin were approaching the house after the wedding party. The newly weds were to go to Europe the next morning, and Kevin insisted that their wedding night should pass in his excellent house. Sarah married Kevin Sahmour a few months after she'd met him at a city hall party where she was working as party manager, and Kevin had been dating some spinster for some years by then. Obviously, the dumb hussy had too little skills to get him marry her. Anyway, when Kevin saw what Sarah had in stock for him he dumped his silly guttersnipe and now she was heading to his posh house to enter it as the chatelaine.
K: Sarah, baby, I am so much happy you are entering my house finally and I will not have to wait long days before you agree to see me. I hope you are going to like living here!
S (thinking): 'You bet I will you dork. It's just that I hate making your limp cock at least seem hard!'