She’s holding her cheeks apart, face full of leaves as she squeals. From the tightness around the circumference of my entire shaft and her singing I...deduce I’ve entered the brown and not the Juicy Lucy that she’s been finger blasting for the past half an hour. One of her hands finds its way on my hip and tenses every time I get too close. In one swift motion I karate jab the arm away as I prepare with my hips to go all in, then grab her ponytail, wrap it a couple of times around my wrist and. She began to pout and I looked down. Again my penis was upright and rearing to get some more action. Usually it takes me a couple of minutes to get my penis back into the motion of things. I walked over and she was soaked between her legs. I moved my penis close to her pussy.It was different with Ashley, instead of playing with her pussy. I just shoved the entire length into her pussy, tearing past her hymen and entering her pure womanhood without a second thought in my head. She arched her. .. not next year,” he stated looking at his love.“Next month?” She exclaimed wide-eyed and beginning to laugh lightly. “You’ve got to be kidding me! You want to get married next month?”“Why not, I don’t want to wait a year, or two, or three. With our luck, one or both of us would end up getting married from a hospital bed,” he joked.“Next month?” She repeated.“Next month!” He echoed her comment.“Okay you’re on, the 25th of July it is!” Abby exclaimed. “I’m getting married on July 25th!” She. I was sure it was all there.The Danielle he was referring to was my nineteen year old daughter, while Jeannie was his current wife, my ex-wife. Michael, my seventeen year old son, apparently wasn't going to be involved in this discussion. I'd given Dani and Mike $500.00 each a few days before, mostly to help them choose some clothing they actually wanted to wear before the new school year started for them both. Mike must have just kept his mouth shut, and not waved his money around in front of.