“Are you nervous?”Before Stephanie had a chance to gag a response, the opening notes of Here Comes The Bride told the human pig-roast that it was ...ime to shuffle awkwardly down the aisle. The two pantsless men made their way to the altar, Stephanie’s dangling limbs between them, under the accusatory glares of both the bride and groom’s families. Stephanie’s parents, who had already paid for the reception, were especially sour at having their daughter double-stuffed in front of hundreds of. It was a nice night with just enough chill in the air to make the surface of the hot tub swirl with a light misty steam and the three of us were quickly relaxed and chatting contently. The beer and the hot water soon took effect and Jerry stood up and announced his need to go to the bathroom. The light coloured running shorts I'd loaned him had become translucent and his equipment was clearly visible and it was awe inspiring to say the least. I found myself staring at his cock as he got out of. Cool hands, real ones now, slid beneath Sarah’s shirt, pulling it over her head in one swift motion, mussing her dark curls. Deft fingers made their ways around her trembling body, unclasping her bra and sliding it off, making sure to leave burning trails on the girl’s flesh as they freed her heavy breasts. Talera pushed Sarah onto her back, force behind her hands, though her touch remained gentle. Following her onto the bed, Talera straddled her friend, silken hair forming a dark curtain. Suddenly she cried out, her hand clasping Ruths hair tightly as she arched her back. She attempted to straighten her legs out, but Freds arms held them in position as he continued pumping into her. Moments later she felt his cock pulse as he shot a load of cum into her. She slowly relaxed as he released her legs and let her lower them, dangling off the bed as he pulled out of her. Ruth helped her sit up on the edge of the bed and sat beside her. Fred stood there, his still erect prick dripping.