Now we chose a church nearby for our ceremony, and to make it extra special for Helen, i paid for a top class room at the local hotel for her to stay ...n for the night, before our wedding, and eagerly she left with all her bags and her white dress that afternoon.So, there we were, my bride to be in her fancy hotel room on the eve of our wedding, and me at home just trying to not get to excited and nervous, except for i wasn't home alone, no. There was also, Amanda.Amanda was Helen's daughter. But, just as they knew to send me to you that night, they know that I have your ear. Your slaves are strong, and it took quite awhile before they were finally broken enough to tell me of their concerns and feelings." Feelings which they feared to bring to you on their own, thus causing this big cycle of them worrying and fearing, then worrying and fearing more. And then finally committing, shall we say, "The Big Fuck Up", Sir. I can talk to you for them, because I have no fear of what hell you. Then she poured some oil on my thandu ( known as penis in my language, also known as virai, thadi,etc). I just couldn't take the pleasure of my mom touching my oiled penis and shouted "aaahhhh". She the smirked and went on to give me a blow job, she liked it very much, but all she was interested was in my dick in her pundai ( known a pussy in my language). I then lifted her in my hands and walked to the bedroom and just threw her on the bed. By that time my dick was so erected, that it was. At that time, Jack was coming back in with a tote full of firewood and began starting a fire in the fireplace. Soon there was a warm glow falling over the inside of the cabin.“Most impressive,” she said watching him stoke the now roaring fire.“Guess being a Boy Scout has some advantages,” he said with a grin, “What do you have there?”She giggled and said, “All I could find.” He looked into the pot, laughed, took it from her hand, and hung it on the hook over the fire. “Get yourself warm,” he.