While Emily helped me up, I was afforded a great view of her cleavage. Her breasts pushed together and barely contained by the tank top she was wearin.... Before entering the bathroom, I turned slightly to watch Em walk down the hallway, her hips shifting from side to side. The bottoms of each of her tight ass cheeks peeking through her shorts. Those sights made my cock stir in my mesh shorts. I had to stay in the bathroom some extra time so as to not have my shorts tented. Emily had gotten. ..and the "consumation," when he fucks me anally.The square below is crowded with people, like at the Vatican when the Pope is around, and all their eyes are glued to this balcony or to large TV screens placed throughout the square."Do you, the King, take Chrissy to be your lawfully-wedded husband?" The Constable asks."I do" says the King loudly so the crowd hears him."Do you, Chrissy," the Constable turned to me, "submit yourself to the authority of the King as his husband?"There's an awkward. Mister Mason accepted it and would be retired from the company in another two weeks though he would be paid for another two weeks and received two months pay as part of his new package. He and his wife would have to use Cobra for a few years before Medicare would kick in. That was the only negative. They put their house up for sale and it sold in five days! They would close two days on the house sale after his last day at work!Everything was coming together well. We were able to find another. Linda was about a hundred pounds heavier than her, with great black pendulous breasts, a thick full belly and wide hips sporting a fully padded but surprisingly muscular ass over two tree trunk like legs. She rolled like a troll when she walked, a picture of a fat old woman gone to seed. Audrey challenged her. “What have you got to laugh at? You don’t think I know how much you wish you were me?” Standing in the fullness of her power, beneath the workout lights and cameras of the exercise center.