My mom is ecstatic over the wedding, seemingly even more excited than I am. My dad is in full support of me too, which makes me feel relieved and happ... because I know how fathers can be with their kids. Leslie makes sure the house is clear before we bring the dress in, and we store it in her room for now. Part of her room looks like a professional movie studio with lighting, cameras, and backdrop. My mind fills with thoughts of being in front of them, streaming and recording me for whoever. ”“Paul McEvoy, the assistant new director, right? He lives here, too?” I asked curiously.She nodded. “Um, hmm. We live together. He still has a place of his own, but this is nicer. He doesn’t get home until after the late news.” She stood and took my hand. “Come on, you should see some stuff I have.” She tugged me upright and led me into the bedroom. “You ever use any toys?” she asked with a giggle.“Sure!” I watched as she opened up a drawer in her nightstand and started pulling a bunch of. "Figures," Holly interrupted with a snort. "Typical male. Had to cop a feel. What did you do? Tell him off? Slap him?" I ... had an orgasm. A big one," I said, blushing.Holly's jaw dropped and she turned to look at me, a stunned expression on her face. It's a good thing we were sitting at a red light. After several long seconds, we both burst out in giggles, then outright laughs. The light changed and she drove the last block to our apartment building.As we got out of the car, Holly said,. She smiles as she walks over to my chair, gets on her knees and says, "that's fine I just want to suck your dick!" She unzipped my pants pulled out my white cock and balls, and started to suck it. Her luscious lips ran up and down the side of my cock. Popping one ball into her mouth and then the other. She wanted the cum down her throat I just knew it. She started face fucking on my hard dick deep throating it like how I never felt my girlfriend do. Sucking all over the tip while jerking it.