My girl, dressed in the uniform of tight V cut top, leggings and colorful Welly boots took me to the slightly too short table shower. I teased saying ...hat I never quite fit as my head and feet touch the end walls, but that at least I wouldn't slide off like some short guys.My masseuse giggled a little and started pouring hot water onto the leatherette table. When she finished, she hung up my robe and I laid face down on the warm table. As usual I was then ladled with warm water and given a good. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or what but I was really enjoying his cock being in my mouth. He leaned up and told me to lay down on my back. I did as I was told and he put one leg across my chest and aimed his cock at my mouth. I greedily took him in and he started to rock back and forth slowly fucking his cock in and out of my mouth. He fucked my mouth for around 5 minutes and he pulled out. He slid down on top of me and spread my legs so our cocks were touching. He started to slowly dry. Then the reception line at the end of the church, two large tables packed with gifts, and finally the dinner and dance afterwards. Burt admitted they did about an hour of editing out some things that didn't need to be shown as the couples danced with many guys in tuxedos were grabbing the asses of the female bridal party. The band was very good which gave Ernie a few ideas."You are hired," Erin burst out applauding their work with tears in her eyes. She turned toward her husband, "Darling, on. “Come here.” The low gravel if his voice drove my feet forward, my eyes Iocked with his, feet moving of their own accord. As I drew closer to where he sat in wait, he leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees, his piercing blue eyes tracking my movement like a stalking animal. As I stepped within arm's reach, his hands darted out, gripping the backs of my thighs, tugging sharply: I fell hard and fast, catching myself at the last moment so I didn’t crash completely into him.His fingers dug.