”“The only way I can defeat your argument is to reveal confidences and discuss my other relationships. And that’s simply not something I’m goi...g to do. That goes right back to the same argument we had on our way to McKinley that Saturday morning. I haven’t changed my mind on the topic beyond what I told you when you came to see me a month ago. At this point, all I can say is take your time and think about what you want. If you want to see me, call. If not, don’t. And if Tasha standing next to. Don't get me wrong, I loved that thing. After 15 minutes of nearly taking 16 inches of the 18, and having my balls and cock hit with the vibrator, Mistress asked if I wanted to cum. The only thing I said was "No." I said this over and over again, each time with a strain in my voice. Mistress left the vibe under the head of my cock while she fucked my ass. All I could manage was that one word, "No". I don't how I lasted so long but I did. Mistress decided that I had had enough punishment. Life as I knew it was about to change. The girls grabbed the bull by the horns and ran with planning the wedding. They had only three weeks. They needed a list from me of who I wanted to invite. They said they didn't have time to send out invitations so they got on the phone and called everyone on my list.I couldn't believe how quick these girls worked. They called Angie and Barb and had them help with the phone calls and taking the RSVP's. They went to school and when they got home they. Her other sister Erin, had a glow in her eyes and almost seemed enthralled, anytime Bethany did anything at all. My wife’s mother who had been with her as Bethany was born the only grandchild she would be in the delivery room with, hovered around the newborn like a great she-bear protecting and nurturing the young child. In the weeks that followed, I watched as each day more and more people were captivated by Bethany’s smile. Such a little child with such a big smile, she could light up even.