On my last day, I returned to my hotel to see Mikey seeming a bit upset. He showed me my mother’s divorce papers, which had taken nearly two weejs t... find their way from South America, to the US and then to reach us in South Africa. He had signed the papers and was going to return them the next day. A part of me was extremely sad for him and my family, but there was a part of me, deep down, that couldn’t wait to have him for myself. I had shared myself with over 4000 men in the short 20 years. . and most of their cocks were already wet with pre-cum as I watched. To the enjoyment of my audience, over the dull, rapid ploof, ploof, ploof sound of our bodies coming together, I was making the grunts of expelled air expected from a woman recieving hard sex. The grunts may have been from being fucked hard but the groans all mine as I got caught up in the excitement of having sex in front of others for the first time. My yell of, Oh, shit! Fuck me harder! was matched by other yells of, We. Just relax and it won’t hurt one bit. Here, let me pump up your pillow so that you can see what is going on.”Sunshine’s pussy hair was lush enough so that I had trouble seeing her pussy lips. “Please use the fingers of your left hand to spread your pussy lips and use your right hand to guide my cock into your fuck hole. Oops, I forgot to say that we need to get my cock lubricated with your pussy liquid before we try to insert it. All it will take is laying my cock into the long slot between. .we faced the minister and exchanged our vows, we exchanged our rings…and I remember saying the words, “I promise to honor and obey...” When the minister gave Steve his cue, he kissed me. We turned to face our family and friends who were seated in the pews and the minister spoke and said, “I would like to introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Steven Wilson.” Everyone applauded. As the wedding party stood together, one photo after another was taken; I was so happy. Steve and I rode in the limousine.