I was focused instead upon my bride, her radiance making the third-hand homemade wedding dress appear like a brand-new designer dress. During the enti...e ceremony, I had to consciously, continually remind myself to not focus my attention upon her young woman at my side. But that personal challenge became much easier when I realized that she would always be at my side, forever. Neither of us had much money, and what little we had was spent upon the minister’s fees and the rental of the gazebo. He admits to himself that its a big creepy but he decides that the chance to be alone in a lift with her and get an even better view of her slutty appearance is too good to pass up. Rosie sees Chris following her into the lift and moves into the corner. Chris tries to act casual and cool, like he has not even noticed Rosie up until this point, but she is well aware that he has been perving on her and catches him constantly glancing at her legs, tits and face as the lift descends. Initially. "Oh, I'm sorry about the sad, but the rest sounds okay," she said sympathetically."Well, the sad is an inevitable part of clearing up your deceased parents' estate," I confessed. "They moved here four years ago while I was overseas, so I've never been here; never seen their home here. I have no idea if they had friends here or anything else." Oh, that is sad," she murmured, reaching out to pat the back of my hand where it rested on the counter."But, the house is beautiful, the lawyer who. "So," she said quite openly, "drop your pants and get your cock out."I blushed and stammered but her gaze was commanding and so eventually I did unbuckle myself and dropped my underpants too."In future, forget the underpants." she told me, "you'll not wear them. They constrict your balls and affect your sperm production. No, just wank yourself for me. I want to see you erect and I want to judge your sperm capacity."I took myself in hand. It wasn't difficult, for the situation did excite me.