" How do you like your taste, Marina?" I asked, as I pressed down on her tongue. " Lick them." She complied, her tongue gliding around my fingers mass...ging her tongue. As she did, I continue to finger her, harder, stroking her to the same beat I'M using in her mouth. " Yes, it feels gooooood, doesn't it..." I whisper, bending to her ear. She can only moan. " Now, Marina come for me...Marina...come...come." I kissed her ear. She sucked convulsively on my wet fingers and then bucked down against. .. Which one of you is the bride?" Meredith looked between us with a grin and settled on Katrina. "It must be you, right?" Yeah," my slave smiled and rubbed her round tummy through the satin of her wedding gown."Are you sure you don't want a tux?" Meredith asked me and the owner of the Chapel on the Hill wasn't teasing."Nope!" I smiled back at the woman. "My dad's here and he's been waiting a long time to see this." Hmmm..." Meredith sighed with happy understanding and it was nice to meet. Initially I began fighting them off, but the more they pinched my nipples, the hotter I got. They quickly pulled my clothes off, and I lay there in my bra and panties, wanting them to **** me. What the hell was wrong with me? Why do I like it like this? George forced his big black cock into my mouth, and I greedily sucked on it. His cock tasted so good, and when I licked his balls, he told me what a filthy whore I was, and how they were going to use me all night long. I then felt Jimmy pulling. Over coffee she told me her name: Betty, and that she lived at home with her Mother, as she had been divorced. "I hope you weren't offended by my admition that I had enjoyed looking at your bum" isaid, and Betty looked at me and said:"well as it happens I wasn't,and I was going to ask you if you wanted to see it properly!" I nearly fell off the stool, and said:"Not here surely?" "Of course not, you can follow me home, as my mother is away on a pensioners holiday"She showed me her car, and so I.