I laugh to myself knowing that David probably dropped a pan on his foot again and is probably cursing it out quietly. I quickly grab the remote to the...TV and flip on Netflix. I spend a few minutes scrolling through the recommended section and finally opt for a thriller movie. There is nothing better then watching a scary movie with the guy you love. While I waited for David to finish doing what he was doing I decided to grab some blankets and extra pillows for the both of us since its the dead. (She seldom wore makeup now, after many years of me trying to convince her she didn't need it)I couldn't help but stare for several seconds at her rather small but firm and seductive cleavage."Excuse me," I said in a voice just above a whisper. "I must have the wrong table."She jumped from the surprise of hearing my voice and looking up, her smile illuminated my life like the sun illuminates the world. She quickly stood up and gave me a heavenly hug and kiss."You leave and you're a dead man!". It starts off soft and warm and then more intensely, our tongues entwining and mouths opening further to accommodate. I feel you drop my hands as you now put them behind my head, holding onto me. I love that feeling of you touching me and kissing me. I want it to last forever. After about 10 minutes we stop- still looking one another in the eyes. I grab your hand and lead you into one of the other reception halls… someone else’s wedding. Someone we don’t even know. Your hand in mine, I walk to. I opened my pants and let him start sucking my hard, eight-inch dick. He gave good head and showed an interest in getting down farther between my legs, so I encouraged his exploration. Sitting right on the floor, he licked everything he could reach. I got up and turned around to give him full, rim job access, and he went to town on my anus which I had thoroughly washed before I came in hopes of getting some tongue action. I turned back and let him suck me some more before telling him that I.