But now here I am, standing in front of a mirror wearing a wedding dress trying to figure a way out of this. Nope, that wasn't a typo. I said wedding ...ress. Hmm, my body is better suited for mermaid style over ballroom. Ugh, see that's the stupid shit that I’ve been saying for the past six months, living in this distorted fucking reality. Let me start from the beginning, and maybe you could help me figure a way out of this shit. Six months ago my buddy Rock and I were slouched on our beat-up. Velvety pleasure shot down my shaft as I entered her asshole. I pushed deeper and deeper into her bowels, enjoying the feel of her sheath swallowing more and more of my cock.It felt incredible. Pleasure spilled through my body. My back arched as I sank deeper and deeper into her. In moments, my crotch pressed against her rump. My balls rested against her buttocks, feeling the wet curls of her bush.I was in her asshole."Damn, Jason," Peter said as he pulled his cock out of Mrs. Stead's mouth.. She had referred to her daughter’s father, which gave him food for thought; did she mean precisely that as a hint to her current unattachment, or did she ambiguously mean her husband? His eyes were focused on her sparkling eyes, eyes that held his gaze in rapture and he had no wish to break that contact for the moment; so he made a mental note to check her ring finger when the opportunity eventually presented itself. That offhand expression ‘Milf’, he thought, just didn’t do this beautiful. So again Craigslist to the rescue.Saw an advert, Mid 30's guy wants to suck cock and happy to have his cock sucked.So after a couple of emails and text found out he was only around the corner.10 minutes later I was around at his place. Gay porn on the TV and my cock in his mouth having an awesome Blow Job.His name was David and was the same as me happily seeing his girlfriend but just liked a cock to play with.He was quite GL 6'2 and had a 7in thick cock. When I got the chance to suck on it,.