.. Oh fuck... Yes... Fuck me... FUCK ME... FUCK!" Now it was working. Now it was good. I was so hard. So damned hard. She made me this way. I loved be...ng the man she always came back to. The one she always secretly wanted and needed. Lusted for. She was all mine and she knew it. I kept ramming into her ass and she kept screaming out my name, begging for more. Every hole. She loved it in every hole she could give me. Today was the ass. I was holding her tightly as I thrust forward and fucked her. It was almost as if I’d walked in to a women’s washroom.“Wally, my friends and helpers...” Jennifer threw her arms out to indicate all the ladies “ ... have been planning how we can do our wedding.” Jennifer’s face was beaming from ear to ear.“Uhh do I get any say in this?” I asked.“Nope, just be there and say ‘I do’.” Jennifer said with a giggle. “Of course you do, silly. It’s OUR wedding and while I have some ideas on what we could do, you need to agree.”I smiled and thought to myself ‘Just. She thought of her own pampered pussy with its hairless entrance.Patti liked it that way because she was certain most men were inclined to turn down the opportunity to eat her for dessert if her hair was growing wild and woolly way down yonder. As for her sensitive sphincter, she had not as yet had the pleasure of any person adventurous enough to test her tightness with a tender touch of a tentative tongue flicking every which way but deep inside where the sun don’t shine.Now, that was a fact. This is Molly, my wife."Petra kissed Molly on both cheeks, tears in her eyes. Molly hugged her too."We're going to get along just fine," she said.Then Petra backed away from the adults and turned to face the boy standing beside her daughter. She could see the way the two of them leaned into each other, and sense the unspoken emotion between them. The boy left Nadia and stepped forward.In perfect Russian, he said: "Меня зовут Рут. Я хочу жениться на вашей дочери, пожалуйста."Nadia screamed,.