“Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Mrs. and Mr. Sarah Finkel. Mr. and Mrs. Finkel, please follow me to sign the marriage license with your witn...sses while the others prepare to take their vows,” the officiator enjoyed watching Sarah lead Gavin by the leash on his collar.Minutes later, Roger and Jen stepped up and prepared to tie the knot.“Are you ready for this, babe?” Roger turned to his Goth bride, who answered him with one helluva French kiss.As the officiator returned, she found Roger. By then we each was kissing her and feeling her up the entire time.She in turn looked at him and asked, “Did you plan on us going back to your room?” He replied “Oh yes I did.”She never blinked but said “well I am going to suck your dick real good.”She was drunk because never would she talk like that to a total stranger. I suggested we leave and go back to his room.I went to the front and drivers side while they staggered to the rear doors. He told me later she had massaged his cock the entire. "Look who wants to play! DON'T MOVE THAT ARM!" Miss Day Care to Ms Drill Sergeant in the blink of an eye. "I told you not to worry when you get a boner. You just let it do whatever it wants and eat your ice cream. In fact, since you didn't do what I told you, you have to eat some of mine." I'm being punished with ice cream? Damn. I wish you'd been my mom!" Really?" Ever notice that women have this expression they use that says, "You did exactly what I wanted you to do"? They use it in a way. The familiar smell of sweetness that she emanated was making it hard for me to think. “People might be watching,” I breathed between kisses. She opened her eyes, and smirked. “Well then, let them.” And slipped her hand under my shirt to unclasp my bra and both its straps. “Gemma!” “Hush, hush,” she said, and trailed kisses along my jaw and down my collarbone, and neck. My bra, in all its pink frilly glory, dropped onto the floor with a dull thud. As if sensing my fear, she finally pulled.