I didn't deny that marriage was a wonderful thing for most people but it wasn't my thing. My desire was college cunt and marriage had no part in that....t last they got to the formalities. They exchanged vows. They were traditional vows and I couldn't help but smile when she said, "forsake all others". She had my cock so often it would take her time to get used to Justin's dick inside her cunt.They exchanged rings, the preacher declared they were married, and then they kissed. The exit music. Anything to keep the monster from returning. But I, a 28-year-old professional, a college teacher, huddled on the floor with my face buried in my hands sniveling like a baby.I looked up when I heard the front door open and close. I waited, staring at the entrance to the living room, trembling, taking quick breaths, feeling dizzy. And then she appeared, followed by a stocky boy with dungarees hanging halfway down his ass and a torn black tee-shirt that had a green marijuana plant on it. Although. How does the name B B Ranch sound to you?”“Good, but I like the name Bonnie Simpson even better.”“Then we’ll work on making that change when I return.”“Return?”“Yes. Unfortunately, I must meet my father in Chicago in a few days. I’ll break the news to him, as well as begin the arrangements for our future.”“Can I go with you?”“Not that I don’t want you to meet him, but I don’t think it should be this trip. Besides, I’ve an abundance of things that need to be done here, and, for the moment, I. Lucky the drive is only twenty minutes or so to her farm and as I pulled into her driveway I was dismayed to see several cars and trucks there!Will she show my nude body off to her friends and will her deviate Nephew be there wanting to enter my anus like he had the last time we had met?I honked the horn and the door opened and My Mistress came out to meet me. I rolled down the window and asked where she wanted me? Hopefully in her home away from the guests?No such luck, she told me to get out.