The groom had been given his choice for which woman he wanted first and he'd chosen me to laughter as he declared, "My wife-to-be is only five-four so...this may be my last chance to fuck a tall girl!" The flask was taken from my hand and eager arms helped me onto my back atop the bed. It was the prospective groom who covered me while still more hands grasped my ankles to spread my legs wide for him. Whoever it was who'd pronounced me 'wet and ready' had told the truth as the groom's cock easily. Again and again the belt lashed across her rear end sometimes high on her buttocks sometimes across her thighs but always with relentless force and severity. Her body had now become attuned to the pain and the endorphins kicked in. The raw edges of pain had been replaced by a perverse pleasure and she felt the juices run freely down her thighs soaking the coverlet. Her bottom rose higher once more and she reached between her spread thighs and masturbated furiously, ramming her fingers into. She moans as she feels the head of my dick against her cervix as my balls rest against her ass. She shivers and moans, "oh my god, I've never felt this FULL before."Her pussy felt amazing, it was soaking wet and felt like she was gripping me with her entire pussy. She leaned forward until just the head was inside her, giving me a deliciously evil grin. But before she could slide back down, I grabbed her ass and pulled her down quick, slamming back inside her, she yelped a lil and her body. ‘When Mr Walton died he left a fortune of close to fifty million dollars to be distributed as I see fit but following his general guidelines, in other words the disbursement will not be in equal amounts.’ ‘Okay, hold it now, what you’re telling us is that there is in fact a shit load of money but how much we each get is up to you? Why can’t you just divide it up into equal amounts, he’s not going to know.’ ‘It’s not as simple as that, you see, some of you have had a negative impact on him and.