She was panting so rapidly her words were barely intelligible. Her speech was no longer slurred, so she was sobering up, so her being nearly unintelli...ible was because she was breathing so hard. She kept talking between her grunts. I want to be your slave. Your big cock fucking my ass feels so good Daddy. I want to be your slave and have you fuck me every day. Oh fuck me. Fuck my ass harder Daddy. It feels so good Daddy. She began to chant in rhythm with my thrusts. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck me. Fuck. That is if Skubiel ever got her to the chapel in time. Now they were delayed by a train.“Relax,” Skubiel broke the silence and took her hand to give it a gentle squeeze. “Ain’t nothing going to happen until you get there. It’s your show.”“I guess you got a point,” Beverly warmly smiled at her driver. “It is my day, isn’t it?”“And you do make a beautiful bride,” Skubiel complimented and gave her hand another squeeze. “In fact, I’d say you look like a goddess descended down from her heavenly. One day I went to the athletic wing to eat by the school's indoor pool, only it was empty, still undergoing maintenance. The hollowness really bothered me, it echoed every little sound. The comforting smell of chlorine was missing, replaced by a fresh-paint smell. I remembered this was where I'd first met Greg and I wondered if we'd ever have a really good time together, alone. The whole world seemed to be conspiring against us.Another day, after wolfing down my sandwich in a stairwell, I spent. Randy slowly backed out, as I released it, his penis bobbed briefly in the air. Before he could go for re-entry I grabbed it, and began kissing his massive head. I wrapped my lips around it and rolled my head from side to side. Randy sucked in a lot of air leaned back and said "Oh damn, that's good. Leaning forward slightly I began sliding my lips down his shaft, licking, sucking, slurping, making it oh so sloppy wet. When he got to the back of my throat I reversed the process working my.