” “Sure he did. Grab me a root beer will you? I’m dying of thirst.” She kept talking while he walked over to the chilling unit and grabbed two...cans of soda. “Where’d you learn that trick, anyway? For that matter, where’d you learn what to do? I mean, at the risk of giving you the big head, you’re a pretty good lay. But I can’t believe you learned it all from Shirley Matson.” He pretended to be hurt. “You mean I’m not the best?” “Okay, you’re one of the best. But please don’t get on any. Michael, do you promise to love, honor, cherish and respect David and Gail, obey David, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, when they are good and bad, for as long as your paths continue? He leaned into my leg, reaching out and brushing Gails arm softly. He never looked up. His loud sniff told me why, before he whispered, I do. The officiant pulled a ring from the book in his hands, handing it to Gail. She looked at Mike, and the two of them held it between them. Together, they. Mr. Clover's heart was pounding, as he watched the petite eighteen-year-old ride his manhood. Her tight pink pussy firmly held his erection, and his testicles throbbed at the feeling of it. As the girl took in his swollen purple knob, she let out little yelps, which became louder as she increased her tempo. Finally, Cindy let out a loud "Ooh", and another flood of warm juice engulfed the old man's penis.This time, the old man also moaned loudly, and then Cindy felt Mr. Clover's warm seed squirt. " He ordered quietly.Her head down, she went into his shed, and listened whilst he closed and locked the door."Would you care to explain to me why you are late?" I'm sorry Mr. Groves, but mum was running late and I just couldn't get away."He held out a piece of chalk to her and indicated a black board in the far corner. "Go and put an x on it." He ordered and as she did this. "Now that's one punishment you owe me that I will collect on when it's convenient to me." Yes Mr. Groves." She responded.