Walking gives one time to think and reflect, and, of course, to lose someweight. This daily routine started out for that one reason, the opportunityto...make getting fitter part of my journey home. Tonight as every night, I crossSouthwark Bridge, from Bankside towards Cannon Street, the wind whipping atmy hair. To my right and looking back to the South Bank is Shakespeare's Globe,a replica of the original theatre, and beyond that, the silver thread of theMillennium Bridge. To my left, and. After work, June went upstairs to change clothes.June glanced into Bree's bedroom, subconsciously, hoping to find herdaughter.But no, Bree's bedroom was empty.A little sadness was actually realized by June.June then went into her bedroom and removed her white blouse.Going into the bathroom and turning on the light, she was shocked to findBree!Bree was sitting up on the counter, naked, with her legs up and open,like with Sara, exposing her young, beautiful, wet vagina!June froze.Finally, Bree. Karen was next walked down the aisle by her father. I knew he was there but I only had eyes for Karen. She stood tall in a white sheath dress that went to the floor. She was lovely and her dress showed her great figure. Melissa was next with Jacob walking down with a proud and happy look on his face.After the first part, Pastor Jim moved in front of Karen and said, “Who gives this lady in marriage?”Mister Mason, with his voice breaking, said, “Her mother and I do.” He placed Karen’s hand in. She looked over her shoulder ... and moaned at her new young stud. The sight of Jack ramming his sex pole into her cunt looked hotter. The visual was made even more stunning ... as she glanced at a specially place mirror next to the couch. She had placed it there years ago ... and it had been witness to some intense ramming on Mr. Larson's part in it's time. It was a slow rhythm initially ... but once Jack felt those moist pussy lips sliding along his erection ... he began to pound that long.