He had her wear dark red lipstick and put rings up and down his cock and over his ass cheeks. He bought lotions from the orient and when he rubbed th...m on her nipples and cunt she went wild and rode his cock like a bucking bronco. She loved fucking his long thick dick. She also loved stroking his cock and rubbing his balls or sucking them. He liked to stand in front of a mirror and watch her take that cock down her throat and suck him hard as she finger fucked his ass. She liked sitting on his. I hear the sounds of her heels clicking on the floor with every step she takes. I can smell her sweet perfume aroma all around me. Her voice resonates in my ears with every word, laugh, and snicker. She then leads me to a chair and has me sit down. I hear swishing sounds and then feel cold lotion being applied to my cock and balls. I tremble in fear and then feel a razor running up and down my legs and underarms. I feel a few hard smacks of the crop across my cock and balls and then the razor. Her parents. Her family. Her friends. But no ten thousand dollar dress and five thousand dollar cake and six matching bridesmaids." Let's get simpler. Married. You. Me. How hard could it be?" Jess, I don't want to deprive you..." Oh, puh-leeeeeze! I quit believing that fairy tale crap when I was ten. I don't need to dress up like a princess for a day. You've been to that kind of wedding, I would imagine. I'm sure that if you didn't go voluntarily then Tracy hauled you off to one or two. It's. Fact is, the oral sex was great!But I miss the fullness, the completeness of a warm, hard, flesh & blood penis pulsing inside my vagina!There is no greater feeling than to let yourself go and become the 'slut' for a little while. I believe it is responsible for my allowing Nick to plunge that babymaker of his where only his father had gone before.As for dad, curiosity was the main culprit, until he took over.Surrender was the order of the day for my aunt Celia, I guess.Now it is time to sort.