”“I’m really Mrs. Kendi O’Dell.”“For as long as you want to be.”“You got me a ring too. When did you do that?”“In my spare time.�...“Mick, Kendi, Stan, Lita, you all need to sign the license and pay the clerk,” Jerry said.We all signed the forms, I wrote out a check to Ada County. We all thanked Jerry and Samantha and then, while holding my wife’s hand, the wedding party left for our wedding dinner. I had made reservations a few blocks away. We walked into the Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse.“Hi, welcome. Kim added a second finger to his rectum and shoved the two digits as deep as she could into his bowels. She felt Brad's penis swell and his cum begin to coat her tongue. Kim twisted her fingers and slid them in and out of his tight anus as she swallowed Brad's semen. When Brad was spent, Kim removed her mouth, but not her fingers. She moved onto her knees and continued to stroke his bowels.When Brad lifted his hips, Kim once again twisted her hand and wiggled her fingers in his rectum. "It. Not like Meg really minds. Her body is floating in Cloud Nine from his rough administrations of her body. She knows she should be writing, but how can she deny herself the pleasures of his cock? She bobs against his hard shaft, flicking her tongue over the tip before sliding it deeper into her mouth and holding herself there. Danny’s right hand runs down her body, tugging her tank top off her breasts so that he can fondle and pinch her nipples. She moans and cries out against his cock as he. It was just me, Marge and her husband. "Well so I understand ole Marge made a man of you last week." Marge's husband Paul said to me as he lifted Marge's little shirt exposing her tits. I stood silent not sure where this was heading or how he found out I banged his wife. Marge flipped her shirt off and knelt down and pulled Paul's little fat dick from his shorts and took it in her mouth. She would look up at him and then over at me as she sucked his dong. Then she stopped and dropped her.