I started thinking about Maz and how I’d love once last fling with him, just meaningless fucking. I drafted a text to him saying, “hey stranger, r...ally miss how you used to fuck me. I get married in a few days to George but id really love one last fuck before I do xxx”. My thumb hovered over the send button for an age but despite my conflicting emotions I sent the message. Maz didn’t reply and I felt stupid for even texting him. It was the day of the wedding and I was in the final stages of. As Tommy untied me he noticed the scratch on my back that his dog had made and I lied and told him that Bill had done it. Tommy wasn't upset that his friend had fucked me. But he did want me to tell him if Bill's cock was bigger than his. I didn't have the heart to tell him the truth so I assured him that while Bill's cock was bigger, he wasn't as good. And then Tommy ran back to the bathroom to upchuck again.Caesar's attitude toward me immediately changed. Before I'd been tolerated and Tommy. I'll show you where to setup" she said. I walked a couple of metres behind her, checking out her sensational body shape, although most of it was hidden by her robe. She led me down the hallway to the back of the house where we entered a huge airy and light bedroom.It was massive in size. A king size bed to one end and a huge clear area to the other end. A open plan bathroom was to the side with a large spa bath and semi-outdoor shower beyond that."Wow ... this is impressive" I said being truly. “Marilyn, why are you sulking up here?”“Why didn’t you knock and wait for the response. It’s Christmas. What if I were wrapping your present?”“You have all the family presents under the tree. You never give more than one apiece. Why don’t you answer my question? What’s wrong? Why are you sulking?”“I wasn’t sulking,” she told Mom. “I was thinking. We have that unabridged dictionary; why don’t you look up ‘think’ in it? Might teach you something.”“What were you thinking about with your door.