MP was raised in an Irish Catholic family so a church wedding was important to her. It was a small ceremony—Ted and Josh were ushers; Dad walked MP ...own the aisle. Her mother was an honored guest as was Grandpa. Her father wasn't invited and we were relieved when he didn't show up. Had he come he was going to have to deal with my mother's wrath—not something I'd like to describe here. We lived near Greenwich, Connecticut so after the ceremony Mom and Dad treated all of us to dinner at Manero's,. We seemed to sense that the moment had ended, and we got up at the same time. We pulled our clothes on and walked back to the hotel in silence. I walked Erin to her room and waited while she opened the door. Before I could step away, she turned and caught my arm. She stretched up and placed a feather light kiss on my cheek. "Thanks," she said, and then she disappeared into her room. Mary and I had the next room. A moment later, I pushed the door open and stepped into darkness. I let the door. They went to bed early and I could hear them going at it. It seemed weird to me for them to have just fucked someone else and go right into having sex with each other without a shower or anything. Does the thought of them fucking other people turn them on? That seems really sick to me, but it’s still a relief to know they still love on each other, and aren’t headed toward a divorce. Having Abby Kowalski as a stepsister would really and truly suck.December 6Only one concert today, and that was. As you might have guessed she offered to let me touch hers. I thought they were fantastic…the soft tits with the hard brown nipple topping it off. She held the one closest to me for me to suck which I did with abandon. This only caused her hips to stir. I sucked on her just like I was nursing, but her milk was long gone.Now, I had long ago forgotten (or perhaps suppressed) the memories of those pussy rubbing nights long ago. Plus, now I was a teenager, so even a breeze made my cock hard. .