I now hada beautiful chapel length veil to go with my beautiful chapel lengthgown. Whatever that meant.Next Samantha had me try on the shoes. She had ...eft the veil on myhead, and I kept stealing glances at the mirror. I looked absolutelystunning."Can't take your eyes off your reflection, dear? I can't say that Iblame you. You look beautiful."I thanked her and blushed. Jenny was absolutely no help again with theshoes. I picked out a very nice looking pair or white heels."Okay, dear. Is that. “Yes, I’m a slut!” “Whose slut are you?” she asked. “I’m your slut, Mike!” I replied, staying in character as best I could. She grabbed my hips and slowly began to fuck me, giving me every inch of her hard cock. “Push back on my cock!” she ordered. I immediately complied and began to push back on the dildo, lowering myself on the beast. She bent a little lower and grabbed her phone. I heard a familiar sound and saw the flash pop, lighting up the room for an instant. She was taking more. She would never do it again and she’d only sucked me for maybe ten seconds." So, you never got off?" No. Not even close.” He shook his head, as if remembering that brief moment so long ago when his cock was in his wife’s mouth. Then he looked into my eyes. “Since we're being frank here, how about you? Does your wife suck your cock?" Not anymore. Once we’d got married, she stopped sucking me. It was as if she used it as an inducement for me to marry her. Once the honeymoon was over, so was my. I wanted to yell at the teacher for not telling me about the test. But I guessed that I had been told, I had just not heard that there would be a test. I struggled not to cry as I tried to figure out any answers at all but even on the multiple choice part of the test not one of the choices seemed to stand out to me. No it was obvious I was going to fail this test. I waited for the first other student to turn in their test and then I did the same and asked if I could go to the bathroom. He.