My erection lay squashed between us. As my body shifted under the weight of Rosie’s rubbing hands, it gave me a sense of copulating. I shuffled down...then felt a stroke of luck when my cock found her pussy. Rosie was sopping and my dick slid right in. “I’m plugged in and turned on.” “Go on, Berty, ride me into the ground.” Riding a woman of greater dimensions is quite an experience. It really is like riding a horse. You have to balance your weight so you don’t fall off. I grabbed onto her love. She said it hurt a little so we took it real slow, slow was good, slow was amazing. We had been fucking for 10 ish minutes, we didn't go position crazy and try a bunch of things, doggy style was majority of the time, and her riding my dick while I was laying down, which honestly that felt the most amazing to me.Now the worst fear for someone is the condom breaking, it did on us our first time.. It ruined the moment Completley and I was so selfish and stupid about it, I didn't stay long after. The small wedding and reception, all of which I paid for although Jill graciously contributed, went off almost without a hitch. Betsy looked lovely, no one voiced an objection when the minister asked if anyone knew of any reason why we could not be joined in holy matrimony, and no one got drunk at the reception. Again there were one or two minor strange things, such as Betsy interrupting Jill and I dancing the two times we tried to dance together even though Betsy danced with my father. Betsy. . yes, everything in the US has to be the biggest ... big, cheap, and fast. What a disgusting country we've turned into. That clown says it all ... big, cheap, fast ... and if it's not sustainable, so much the better. To hell with resources. To hell with the rainforest. To hell with the planet. If disgusting clowns can stuff their faces on signs, isn't that what the free market is all about? Why have unspoiled resources when we can have that hideous clown stuffing his face? That's freedom,.