She was lightly made up, the beautician knowing that my bride doesn’t need any makeup. The makeup was used to highlight her natural beauty. Her eyes...sparkled with joy as her smile lit up the room. Her hair hung flawlessly in loose curls finishing off her natural look. I, with my beard trimmed, my glasses sat at a slight angle and a smile that was crooked upside down looked like a mess that had been poured into a smart black suit.As the music started, I pulled her into me, my spare hand going. "Both Stan and Denise knew there'd be the usual collection and presentations, but what Stan wasn't prepared for was being asked to come into Jon's office late that morning. Denise was there, and so was Bob. Jon indicated to Stan that he should sit next to Denise, then cleared his throat and began."Stan, let's not pretend that there'll be a surprise, you know what happens as well as I do. There's a presentation this afternoon at three. The twist this time is, we'll be making the presentation to. I need your dick buried in my ass. Please fuck me. Fuck me hard. Fuck me like the pathetic little whore I am."My wife grabbed my hips and continued to pummel my ass. She fucked me with long, slow powerful strokes and then changed the pace to short, fast thrusts. "Oh yes Mistress," I groaned. "Your cock is unbelievable. Please don't stop. Don't stop fucking my horny little man-cunt with your massive rod. Fuck me. Fuck me harder!!! I'm such a fucking slut for your big dick."She was relentless. I. It took some effort but I managed to extract my hard cock through the opening of my briefs and then through the unzipped fly of my jeans. I recovered the string of condoms that I took to carrying from my side pocket and quickly slid one on. Dani then had me take a seat and I watched as her hands slid under the silky skirt portion of her dress exposing her slender legs covered in black pantyhose.A second later I heard a ripping sound from under her dress and I was informed that she was tearing.