I hopped in my side and leaned over to Jackie for a kiss. She placed both hands on my face, and lovingly caressed my lips with hers. As our lips par...ed, she expressed, "You've not only made me the happiest woman in the world, but you made her the happiest mother. Thank you!"I replied, "I know that I've said it before, but you've done the same for me. Now let's get over to the jeweler and start our future together."We pulled into a small family-owned jeweler that I'd used in the past for. Like I had thought, my throat was not big enough to accept the monster now plowing in and out of my mouth. “Suck it honey, suck it. You are a marvelous cocksucker. Just as I knew you would be. Don’t try to deep throat it, no one has ever been able to. I just want you to edge me some before I fuck your tight ass,” she said. Although I could not get that monster in my throat, I was thoroughly enjoying sucking that huge cock, and the idea of not having my first pussy to fuck had gone out of my. Yann had gone all out this time. In addition to the shoes, he'd bought make-up, jewelry and re-styled his hair to be more feminine. The dress itself was very simple; the proverbial little black dress. It was sleeveless - which surprisingly gave the second biggest clue that he was a guy and not a flat-chested chick - with a v-neck and a mid-thigh hemline.The biggest clue was the vulgar dick prominently outlined standing against Yann's stomach. The 'panties' he chosen for the night include a. While I was very interested about what other lessons they had planned for me, I was uncertain if I should be doing this anymore. I was very distraught with emotions. For the whole day and night, my holes were sore. The soreness was a bit of a welcomed feeling since it never let me forget about what happened. Incidentally, it also helped me forget that I had cried over my husband earlier. I had flashbacks of the sex and hearing the groaning of the men. It was wrong and I knew it. Ironically, at.