"Something has occurred to me," said Bob."What's that?" Semester break is coming up." True." Won't Coach Simpleton be expecting you to disappear for a...while then?" It's Coach Sinderson, you big dork, and you know that."She stopped, suddenly, and her eyes widened."You're right. Really? You mean it? Go camping in the middle of winter?" Her voice rose an octave."Of course I do. I have a heater, and I can think of an even better way to keep warm. But don't you want to go see your folks at Christmas. In front of the camera she seemed like a natural with plenty of noise, animation and even threw me the odd cheeky smile.I could feel myself hardening and I wasn't the only one the camera guy was now the proud owner of a very aroused penis and was that some impressive bit of kit when fully erect. His filming became more haphazard with the cam coming off the tripod and him filming close ups of the penetration, the guy fuckings facial expressions and obviously the lady riding with so much. “Do you always cry at weddings?” he asked.“Only this one,” she replied. “I’m so happy, Adam.” They kissed again.“You have pledged your vows and sealed them by exchanging rings, before these witnesses. Go forth and lead fruitful, meaningful lives as husbands and wives, and may God bless you.”Adam turned to Pastor Franklin. “Pastor,” he said, “this was exactly the sort of ceremony we wanted -- simple, small and meaningful. Thank you so much.”“I second that,” Arthur added. “We would like to. He thrust in slowly going in and out with about half the length of his rod. Fiona moaned with pleasure. “Oh my god! Fuck me! Give it to me, Daddy!”It was nice and slow. Methodical.Jason let the leg fall until it was hooked over the bend of his elbow. He pushed in deeper. All the way to the hilt.“Oh my god,” wailed Fiona. “It’s so big!”“You can take it, sexy,” Jason coaxed her.“Yes, sir,” she whined in some language he didn’t understand.“Dammit, bitch! This sissy pussy is tight!”“I keep it tight.