Ediker shot an even bigger load than Mr. Jones right across my face. Very little got into my mouth, so I licked what I could off of my lips. Mr. Edike...'s cum was sweeter. I couldn't help myself and wiped all I could off my face and licked it off of my hand.A few minutes later, both men were hard again. I lowered myself slowly onto Mr. Ediker's cock. I wanted Mr. Jones' cock but was afraid to try it yet. I thought Mr. Ediker could get me started and loosen me up a bit. My last sexual experience. She mentioned all the various pre-wedding events she thought would be appropriate.I considered eloping.What we did not talk about were my ideas for my fairy tale. I realized the reason was I hadn't thought about it.There is a process women follow to plan for the "most important day of my life." It starts in childhood, but does not reach the detail level until we become aware it is a possibility. After all, you don't even know who he is going to be.You've been dating him for a while and at some. Baby I dont have much time, I have to get back to surgery, he said. His protest was too weak for my raging hormones and I fished out his cock. It was not yet erect but I knew with a little sucking it would rise to its towering length. In less than 30 seconds the long, hard dick filled my mouth and I knew I would get a nice fuck. I had to ride him because he was too tired. All he had to do was keep that cock erect and inside me and leave the rest to me. I pushed him back on the couch and climbed. I waved, and out of habit, pointlessly smiled.One of the pilots decided it was safe to edge closer, moving into formation fifty feet to my left, the other staying about hundred feet above and to my right.Both choppers had two people in them, a pilot and cameraman. I couldn't tell how excited they were, as they were both belted firmly into their seats, the cameraman's face was obscured by his camera and the pilot was busy concentrating on his job - concentration being a very good idea when there.