He says "let me put my cock away and jerk you, then if the door opens, I can make a speedy exit". And that is what he did. He jerked me with his right...hand and his left arm was behind me, caressing my butt, my hips and my back. My right hand fondled his cock and balls through his jeans. It didn't take long and my cum exploded out of my cock into the urinal. He was milking it good and getting the last drops of cum out when the door opened. He promptly left and washed up. I hugged the urinal. Her boyfriend was wearing a tuxedo he looked handsome as ever. She shyly walked over to him, and a traditional wedding ceremony took place. She blushed at the obey part, and finally, the rings were placed, and she was escorted separately to her room. Here she was bathed, waxed and placed in a simple white corset and thong with attached garters and sheer white stockings. She was made to kneel on a satin pillow with her hands clasped in front in the traditional submissive fashion. Her. And I was just as bad. He knew me, I knew him. Curiosity killed the cat. I didn’t touch the big presents. It was just that one little one. It was like it was watching me forlornly, begging to be opened. And it wasn’t even wrapped prettily. Brown paper, white string. Not even a gift tag. He’d written on the paper in his cursive handwriting.To Eva. From Kent.I’d told myself he wouldn’t notice while knowing he would. And even then, I hadn’t tried to cover my tracks. The smart thing to do would’ve. Now she was moaning on his cock as she sucked. Sylvia shifted to her knees in front of him, looked lustfully into his eyes as she again took his cock deep in her mouth and began to suck harder and faster. She played with his balls with one hand as she stroked with the other as she continued to bob up and down with her mouth on his shaft. Mike rested his hands on her head, not to get leverage or to aid in thrusting, but just to feel her thick, beautiful hair in his hands as he watched with love.