Try to make yourself come.’ And that is exactly what I did. Within a very few minutes my pussy was flowing like a river, and I was right on the edge... but I knew I couldn’t go over unless Ryan helped me. ‘Ryan. Please. Make me come.’ I begged ‘Please. What do you want from me? Please help me.’ ‘Give me the vibrator and let’s do a 69’ he directed as he lay beside me on the bed. In no time at all I was laying on top of him sucking his cock as he worked the vibrator in my pussy. I was going insane. He smiled at both of us, then began to recite the words in a strong voice. “Dear friends! We have come together on this night to witness the wedding between Mr. Andrew Perkins…” He nodded towards Andrew, who smiled back brightly, but then he continued and I stood frozen to the spot, my heart trying to explode from chest and the ground opening up underneath me. “..and his pretty slut, Becky Saunders.” Had he really just said this? Had he called me a ‘slut’ at my own wedding? But then why was. I'm sorry to have been such a baby." You weren't. It was perfectly natural. You had a foul thing happen to you. I was half expecting it." Well, it still made things difficult for you." Not really, just a few minor adjustments."She looked down shyly. "I enjoyed it even more than dancing with you," she said softly."Don't tempt me, my sweet." Sorry."He smiled at her and she had to look away. He decided the subject needed changing, fast."So what's your plan for the morning? I've got a client at. He is more than strong enough to move her if he wants but she continues. She maneuvers her knees to take the job of pinning his arms. This places her throbbing cum filled cunt over his face. As he realizes her intentions, Jake understands her nervousness. She looks for any sign of rejection in his eyes but finds none. Jake thinks about her situation realizes what is at stake. One hand reaches for his hair as the other slides down her tummy to her clit. She spreads her sticky lips and lowers.