All I had to do was show up. Our bags were packed and in the trunk. My clothes were laid out. After the rehearsal, the only mystery was my girls' gown... for the day. Laura had not let me see anything and the girls had supported her fully.I stopped to pray. I thanked God for Jen and her wisdom and for His grace in bringing Laura into my life. I asked Him to bless our wedding and life together. I dressed and drove to the church. I quickly realized that our small wedding had grown!My family was. He lay helpless as she used both of her hands to massage & squeeze his crotch passionately – making him grow & harden into steal. Only the thin fabric of his pants was between her hands & him. She could already see & feel his impressive size just by the bulge. She eagerly unfastened his belt buckle & yanked opened his fly. Agent Jada gasped as his remarkable rod sprang free-standing almost straight on its’ own-bouncing & swaying to its’ new freedom. She instinctively grasped her hand tightly. Her expression was a combination of determination and pleasure. Seeing the concentration and care my daughter was putting into jerking me off didn't slow me down much. Neither did the rhythmic motion of her firm young tits or the bouncing of her sweet wet pussy as she stroked me.“Oh, baby, I'm gonna cum,... I'm gonna cum,... there's gonna be a lot of it, oh God!” I moaned.The first rope managed to escape her fingers and shot high into the air, splattering onto her teenage breasts. She covered. As you walk in and out of the shadows, you watch her hips sway beneath the short black leather skirt, her black heels making a staccato sound in the empty hallway. A series of chains crisscross her back, and you remember how her breasts looked beneath the chains, her nipples pink and erect, as if eager for your touch. You glance down at your naked body, at the leather band around the base of your cock, and at the chain leading from the leather band to the Mistress's hand. With every step you.