The top of her dress was down, and her tits bounced in rhythm with her bobbing head. I looked around, but didn’t see her dance partner anywhere near...y. Anyway, they hadn’t heard me approach over the noise from the techno-music blasting from the speakers, so the sucking, jerking and bouncing boobs continued as I stood there silently with a wry smile on my face, sipping my wine and enjoying the show.With his eyes still closed, Grant started rocking his hips and catching his breath as a climax. OH-MY-GOD! I’m getting another one on top of that one. Suck my titties, Jack. MY GOD MAN! I love your big fucking cock!”“Are you alright?”“OH YES! I feel good all over, and my pussy still loves your cock. I’m so glad you don’t have any permanent injuries. I’m still going to write this up with the recommendation that the insurance pay you for all the traumatic feelings you’ve gone through - worrying about permanent damage to your cock and balls and wondering if you’ll ever be able to father a. ” I patted her shoulder. “It’s not like that. We’re just going to hang out for a bit and catch up.” And have sex hot enough to set fire to the mattress, but Gina didn’t need to hear that. “Thanks for worrying, though, Mom.” Gina shook her head although she was smiling. “You just be careful, okay? I love Lia to death but it doesn’t mean I’m blind to how she can be.” “She’s just herself, that’s all.” “All right. Take care, Iris.” Gina gave me another hug. “Thanks again for coming. I better get a. "Ain' you never done this a'fore?"Caroline shook her head. "I'll learn. With your help, I'll learn." Don't plant no more a'them for a week or two," the old woman said. "You don' want the whole crop a'comin' in at once."Annie's wedding took place at the Epiphany Episcopal Church on G Street in Washington City, a parish that had been ripped apart by discord early in the Civil War and then used as a hospital for Union wounded. The young bride's dress was very plain in the front with a high collar.