She was hugging her legs up to her chest so her pussy was right up where I could go directly down into her as I stroked in and out."Mmm, oh, Jeremy, t...is is wonderful. Do I feel good to you?" Yes, oh, yes, this is incredible. I never, ever thought I'd be doing something like this today. And, you're so pretty, really beautiful, Diane." You really think I'm beautiful?" You're perfect, Diane, and your, um, your body is perfect. Perfect." I like your body, too, Jeremy. You look really nice, and. The bride I have is NOT the bride she expected.Mom expected Nancy.Nan was pretty.Nan was tall.Nan was "stately."Nan was boob city.Nan was responsible.Nan had a really good job, because she needed to feel like she was "contributing to the greater good."Nan didn't need to work.Nan was old money.Mom really liked the old money part. Mom was a "climber."Jo is the bride I got.Jo is "plain."Jo is ... east Kentucky hill folk, in Child Protective Services, living with her Uncle, cursed with unusual. But she was so drunk she wouldn’t wake up until morning, so we continued. After a good long session of fucking all over the room, Michael was about to cum again.I quickly took his dick in my mouth. This time he came inside my mouth, and I drank all of his cum. We were both exhausted by now, and it was pretty late. When I checked the time, it was 3.45 am already. I knew Selena would’ve been asleep by now. I was a little upset.I also realized that I fucked my sister’s husband in her bed on her. There was a bottle. "Can you hand me that hon?" Megan said looking at me. I did as she asked and saw that the bottle was of chocolate syrup. "Can you please spread it on me?" Megan told me. I opened the cap with a click and squeezed the plastic bottle, holding it on top of Megan's body. Her chest arched, as the first drop of the thick dark brown liquid fell between her nipples. She started masturbating again. I kept going below and started pouring the syrup on her hand with which she was.