.. at least say good morning. Perhaps seeing me laying there with a nice solid hard erection, which I now needed to work at maintaining, might interes... her into doing something. If not ... then I was ready to throw in the towel and let her go her own way if that's what this was really all about.Well over an hour later I finally heard footsteps coming back up the stairs. By now I had at least managed to work my cock into a somewhat believable arousal, resorting to fantasies, some pretty wicked. . I’ve already done that.”The wedding planner continues, “ ... You need to plan and attend the bachelor party...”Bernie again interrupts, “ ... We’re not going to have one of those.”The wedding planner is starting to show some frustration but continues, “ ... Because there is no ring bearer, you need to take charge of the rings.”I grin and reply, “No problem. So I really only have one job.”Jens glares at me and spouts, “Heck no! The most important job for you is to escort me down the aisle. Of the 7 inches I am, she got down about 5. And then she came up, almost to the point of letting go of the head-- and plunging down once again. Of course, it goes without saying that I quickly forgot about that-- and just enjoyed the fact that I was sprawled over the middle seat, with my beautiful girlfriend's head in my lap, gently bobbing up and down, constantly changing how much pressure there was on my erection. It didn't occur to me until afterwards of course, that we were in plain view of. We don't even have any of those where I come from, we're just..." Yeah I know you told me ... bi-sexuals?" Well ... sort of, but like I said, I'll have to show you and explain to you what I mean." Lets get out of here then," Helen said looking back at the still orgasming men and women, some of which had now begun coupling with one another on the lawn. This is starting to get out of hand here, and I prefer my pleasures in private." Yes ... it's best of we go," Clit-toe stated. That substance can.