She pulled her lips off the tip of his cock, breathing a gulp of air as she shook her head so innocently, "Noo." Well, babygirl, you're a fucking natu...al," as he looked down at her and smiled with her hand still wrapped around his cock. "Don't stop now." But then he realized. "Wait, noo!" He didn't want to come in her mouth. Well, he did, but he wanted to come elsewhere first. Her precious little mouth would have to cum later. Those full young, glossy lips would find themselves wrapped around. ” “We thought things might be headed in that direction,” Mary’s mother said. “We thought an intimate backyard wedding would be nice. We’ve already arranged with a justice of the peace to perform the wedding, we just have to tell him when. Did you want to have the wedding before the baby is born? Or after?” “We haven’t really had a chance to talk about it yet, mother,” Mary admitted. “We thought we’d have to talk you into letting us get married, we haven’t even talked about when or where. I lose track of time and surroundings, drowning in the sensation of it, of my total vulnerability as strangers toyed with my body, the humiliation making me even hotter, and the fear making everything more intense as my conscious mind slowly comes to grips with what my husband has done - put me up for sale, so that any person here with the money and desire to can purchase me outright and do whatever they want with me. My mind is a whirling storm of arousal and terror and need and hurt; yet I. I was enjoying looking at your red swollen cunt lips as you sucked my cock when the phone rang, I told you to carry on as I picked it up and spoke to the person on the other end. I listened and smiled as they explained to me that they had got my number from a friend at the club and they were all members too I guess I must of known them or seen them at some point and I asked what it was I could do to help. The man on the phone said it was a friends Stag night and they had booked a stripper to do.