The groom could not spot his bride in the procession, only the back of one of his "best man’s" tuxedo. Once they stepped up the stairs and rotated, ...e saw the radiant redhead he fell in love with… the left side of her face anyway.The ceremony was as traditional as could be outside the fact that the bride was getting fucked in the mouth and ass while the priest spoke. Seeing that Daniel wasn’t shy about digging his fingers in Stephanie’s bare buttocks while the groom cried his vows, Steven. He’s lying to you and it has to stop. Disa, you stupid little girl… You should have told me sooner” I sighed and pulled her in for a hug. Like millions of times before, I pressed my lips to her forehead and hoped that the next time I could kiss her on the lips.I did confront her husband and the whole thing almost turned into a fist fight. Not for a second did I buy his lame excuses that she was too fragile to play with him that way. All the while Disa was sitting on the floor, bawling her eyes. ”“Were fifty years old,” Di corrected. “And both of you are so excited because of the pheromones, let alone our handsome husband, that you will probably come when he kisses you after we pronounce you man and wives.”“If I don’t just faint,” Ada said under her breath, mostly in jest.Laura chuckled. “If so, we’ll catch you. We’ve already told you that fainting is something that happens to us regularly when our husband makes love to us. The orgasms build until our systems just overload, I guess.. I called them “pussy jeeps” Aint what they were made for. I stick the debit card in the pump, and started filling. Leaning back with my butt against the side, I eyeball this older dude on the other side of the pump. Stocky, not really attractive. It seems like he was checking me out—so I give him just a hint of a show. I take my left arm and reach down the front of my b-ball shorts, giving just a bit of scratch through my pubs. They were pretty soaked too. In fact my whole shorts were soaked.