Perhaps to Vauxhall Gardens. The secluded paths there would be perfect for a hasty pre-nuptial coupling. Then he could relax and make it through the c...remony without exploding. It might be hard to get her mother to let her come alone. Unlike her daughters, Mrs. Edwina Montbatten was as frigid as the grave. Perhaps he could find some companions to lend at least a veneer of respectability. Harry Turbell, he knew, was shagging Rose and would be happy for an opportunity to see her. That would. "Yeah, we got a call from Jennifer's command center telling us all about the wedding that she was having to-fucking-morrow! They wondered if we could provide transportation, seeing as we had a few C-130s, helicopters and other means of transport. I called the higher ups, they agreed and of course put me in charge. So Inga and I worked like crazy to get everything lined up.I glare at Inga and prepare the proper response when she makes the crazy-assed face at me that she loves to make (and which. “ what are you doing uncle?”He didn’t even look up but started kissing me there and licking me.I slowly relaxed and moved my hand away. “his problem if he wants to kiss me there” I thought. I slowly parted my legs and he started panting and dug in. Holding my butt, he pushed his face in and I raised my self up for him to lick me better. Then I laid back.He kissed and licked and fingered me for a long time. I was getting nice feelings.After a good ten minutes or so, I even felt a queer wave. Then she came out in T-shirt and shorts in which she was looking hot. This triggered the man in me and I wanted to make love with her right away but I had to pretend to be normal. We had couple of beers and then we started to chit chat all boring stuffs in our lives. Then suddenly she asked if I have a girl friend to which I said no. She replied that is unbelievable as I was a caring person and also decent looking. But I told her that I did not invest time to find someone suitable for me..