They’ve been engaged so long, I just think of them as married. Who else have we forgotten?”Soon Mike and Clarisse joined the group at the table. A...ter a few salient points were raised and a couple of calls, they verified that they could garner all the right relatives for that day. They were enthused about doing the group wedding.Mike admitted, “One of the reasons I’ve kind of dragged my feet is the whole planning thing. Doing it with others en masse in two weeks satisfies my need for speed and. With the bright light shining through her bedroom window she can barely open her eyes. Suddenly she gets a full wake up call in the form of a hard, heavy object hitting her in the pussy. "Oww!" she yells grabbing her crotch. And now she doesn't know what's worse, the pain or the constant ringing. At least she can do something about one of them.She reaches up with one hand to turn off the alarm clock on top of the counter next to her bed keeping one hand on her crotch. No doubt the vibrations. They wanted to play again. “Like last time,” said Cassie, referring to our most recent involvement.Once we were all “het up” as my grandfather might have called it, Cassie got up and retrieved what she - and Lori - had shopped for at Walgreens.Those “personal items” she had been talking about... consisted of a box of condoms.“I know you don’t want to,” she moaned, “but I have to find out what it’s like. I’ve wanted to do this with you for years, Bobby, years! Please? You don’t have to go in all. I peel down my see through stockings as well as my black thong. Its already wet from my obvious arousal. Naked from the waist down, I slide my white shirt that reads, "Girls & Wings" over my head. Tossing it to the ground, I unfasten the back of my black bra. Letting it fall to my bare feet as my breasts bounce free. Studs through each hard nipple. I run my fingers across my pierced titties, shuddering from the touch. I ran my other hand along my wet shaven slit as waves of pleasure course.