Obviously Brenda knew the truth behind our marriages, but she and mum had become close friends and the elderly lady had cried with joy when mum asked ...f she would give her away,Alf Jones was my best man, a fact which made him glow with pride and Garry's cousin John was his, everybody from the factory was there, Susan and Agnes sniffing behind their handkerchiefs, but with good cause, the girls looked stunning in their identical white wedding dresses, although the vicar had tried to tell mum. Hell, most people sound drunk whenever they say the word drunk. But anyway, I was never really one for drinking. So this is where the diary comes in. It helps me exercise my writing skills and record my life, seeing as how I’ve had some trouble in the past remembering things that have happened to me or people’s names or other important things like that. I’m not going to dramatize my life like the memoirs of some politician or celebrity or make it seem fiery and passionate the way Anais Nin did. This was the first time in some time that I was able to bring her to a climax before me. Then I felt her tighten up. She was grabbing the sheets as she came on my cock."Oh yes baby fuck me fuck me good!" She cried as I started to pick the pace up.I said, "I'm going to cum in your pussy!" I was lost in the moment of her orgasm and had forgotten her earlier request.She said, "Do it cum inside me please cum!"We were both moaning as I was now thrusting inside her.Then it happened, I shot my seed,. ..I want to feel you cum for me!" She moaned deeply, her breathing ragged as she furiously gyrated her pelvis, grinding her pussy against his hand, thrusting his fingers deeper, gasping as she squirmed against the silken restraints binding her wrists. Suddenly she squealed out and groaned, her body shuddering as her orgasm seared through her, her legs clamped together squeezing his hand into her pussy, her hips convulsed with the waves of pleasure as her pussy gushed between her thighs, soaking.