It had hurt, and she had cried -- out of disappointment and grief as much as from the pain. And afterwards he had started ugly rumors that she was a s...ut. And a frigid slut, at that.Her second attempt wasn't much better. She'd been in college by then and thrilled that the captain of the basketball team had taken an interest in her. An interest that extended no farther than an occasional quick bang or a blow job. No affection, no tenderness, no technique. Just brutal rutting -- satisfaction of. Burgundy red roses mixed with cream coloured chrysanthemums.The service flowed and even the congregation had joined in with her chosen hymns. Better yet, the sun joined in and shone down on the happy occasion. Her dress had arrived on time and fitted perfectly.The groom looked immaculate in his tux and tripped over his vows where his nerves mangled his tongue in a mouth that was drier than the Sahara desert.The lavish reception had been no less a success. Seamus’s best man made a speech, which. He already had his cock out and was stroking himself. His cock was big and thick and he smiled at me shyly with a wicked smiled.“Mark, I can’t wait to watch you fuck your mother.”I blushed and decided it would be okay if I pulled out my own cock and jerked off too.I looked back at my mother to see that both girls were naked and seemed to be pushing their crotches against each other. Moms shaven pussy was pushed against Tatiana’s as their legs were entwined as they lay on the floor.“Cutie, how. She sounded surprised when a guy had actually declined a dinner invitation. She then agreed to meet me for lunch on the day after.On the said day, she rang me up in the morning and we decided to go for lunch. Since she was driving she came to pick me up at my hotel. This being a Sunday and me being a lazy person in nature, I continued to sleep for another hour or so and was planning on waking up around 11:30 to freshen up and shower and then go for lunch. However I was surprised when she rang.