About that time our bull unloads in my wife’s mouth. He tells her not to spill a drop. He knows he doesn’t to tell her, she always swallows for hi.... He’s putting on a show for his friends.The game starts and our bull spends the whole first half fondling my wife. Showing his friends he has free rein to do what he pleases with my wife. At one point he exposes her breast, asking his friends, “doesn’t she have great tits.” They all agree. I feel a real sense of pride. At halftime he tells her to. Mommy had saidshe was going to foot the bill for our wedding. Having my dress providedin my prize was going to help and we could always use some of my prizefor Patricia's dress. It was more than enough so we would be having adouble gown wedding. We decided on a early spring wedding and we wouldboth get our dresses from Cinderella's. We would keep our dresses asecret from each other. Today was the Monday after the Thanksgivingweekend.We left the house to meet up with mommy for lunch. . "Thanks guys, I'm sure we can find the campsite with these directions,"Carl said as he and his friend Don walked quickly away from the rangerscabin."It is clearly posted when you get there. Backcountry site 4 you can't miss it if you stay on the trail. Remember to stay on the trail," the ranger called out as the two hikers stepped off the porch."Man, those guys must be desperate for company," Don whispered as soon as he was sure they were out of earshot of the cabin."Yeah, that Charley guy must. That’s about seven and a half inches.”“You were right.” She purses her lips in a brief expression that seems to say, “I know my cock sizes.” How did I ever think this girl was shy and innocent?“Now this is where it gets more interesting.” She wraps the tape around the base of my cock, to measure its girth. I’m amused at her clinical approach. The tape is still cold, but I throb to bursting point at the kinkiness of having Jo squatting in front of me in her sexy knickers, with her big jugs.