" "You want to be my faggot, Graham?" he asked, as he rubbed his cock up and down my ass cheeks. Knowing I would eventually have to say yes and just w...nting this humiliation over with I answered, "Yes, I want you to fuck my ass and to become your faggot." "Because you love big nerd cock, don't you?" he asked, continuing to pile it on just like I usually did when I bullied him, a sudden guilt hitting me at the consequences of my actions (not just what was about to happen to me, but a realization. I’ll only wear it once, so I want to get a little sperm on it as a reminder of our wedding night.”“But that will leave a stain and ruin it,” he tried.“Ruin? No way. Not in the least. One of these days when she’s old enough, I plan to show my daughter the stain where your seed ran out of me on our wedding night.”“But she might want to wear her mother’s dress when she gets married...” he tried to reason.“Who knows? She might have a sense of humor similar to her mother’s and want to wear the dress. The trade was well worth it. My gorgeous son was well worth abandoning a life of debauchery. I was in heaven as a first time mother. I particularly enjoyed breast feeding our son. I quickly regained my figure, lost the bulk of the weight I gained during pregnancy, and began a fitness routine to get back into shape. I absolutely doted on my son. He became the most important thing in my life. (It is interesting to me, as I write about this experience, I am reluctant to even give the readers my. He wasted no time running his hand over her pussy and soon had a finger in her cunt fucking her as he sucked harder on her nipples. She unzipped his pants and pulled a rock hard nice thick dick out and began stroking him. She rubbed his dick and his balls and the man was moaning and now had two fingers in her wet cunt.Jenna jerked his pants down to his ankles and shoved him on to the couch and then she mounted him straddling his lap and letting that thick meat sink into her wet cunt. She began.