We took a quick, group shower and went to bed. I woke around 9AM, still not believing the events of last night. I hoped Patty would be less upset toda.... I went downstairs and started coffee for the girls and waited. Debbie showed shortly thereafter. "You OK?" I asked, concerned. "Did I hurt you?" She walked over to me, sat in my lap and kissed me tenderly. "I'm a little sore." She admitted. "But I liked it...a lot." "You did?" I said. "Well, yeah." She giggled. "Didn't you?" "I didn't like not. Yes daddy, with your big thick cock. He asked, do you worship it cunt? Ohhh yes daddy, I worship it. I need it. Please, please fuck me. Hmmmmmmm, well, I guess I will. Since my little cocksucker is begging for it. He told me to lie down on my back. He got some babby oil and sprayed it all over me. It got in my hair, my face, all over my chest and belly. It got all over the sheets and everywhere.He climbed up to my face and pushed his cock all over it. He ordered me to lick his balls, while he. The door was opened and closed and the room sank into silence. It stayed like that for what seemed, to Marcy, like a long time before she heard the door open and close once again. And then Tom’s voice. “Fucking idiots,” he was saying. “Couldn’t organise a piss up in a brewery.” “Right, let’s carry on where we left off, shall we?” Looking down at Marcy he was surprised. “How did you get the gag off? he asked. “Never mind that. Untie me,” Marcy commanded. Tom was shocked but did as she. "Greatspeech, Arsenio."The couple embraced. Jane's arms snaked up around his neck as theirmouths met in a kiss."To the happy couple," Arsenio said, raising his glass. "And may youalways be as happy and as in love, and _as_ loved as you are rightnow."Everyone else clinked glasses, and more than a few applauded, but Janeand Milt were far too busy to notice.* * * * *Bridget sat, alone, at one of the tables, finishing a piece of thewedding cake."How're you doing?" Laura asked. Arsenio pushed her.