Linda was radiant in her flowing gown, and just a wee bit tight herself. Bill was handsome, tall and straight.The bride wore white and the groom wore ...lack, but it was the groom who was virgin. Bill had led a sheltered life and had not gone with many girls. Until he met Linda, he had considered his mother his best girl. The reception was held in the church basement with a towering, three-tiered cake and a huge bowl of punch. The punch was soft, but there was an ample supply of flasks, unknown. " "What, what, what!?" Jay kept asking in a total state ofconfusion. "Hey! Stan and I met each other over at the lounge the other night,and I knew then he was gay! Sorry Stan, but the way you were trying to hitup on me that night, it was pretty damn obvious! So, this morning when Isaw you two showering together, then leaving the area with your hands allover each other, ---hell, I knew it was gonna be play time. My big shockthough is, that Darrell's involved. Jay, I thought I was kind of. The precum drip out of their cocks as I wrap my lips around them catching it in my mouth and swallowing. The liquid was warm and salty with a musky rich scent. There I was, naked lying on a mattress holding two dog cocks and tracing my tongue over their redness. I stroke my mouth over each swollen rod savoring the sex juice of these canines. They stand on all four legs panting letting me do it.“You like sucking dog cock don’t you? You’re a little whore.” A man in the front said to me. Even the most dedicated gamblers had a difficult time calling for alcohol in the early morning unless they wanted a "breakfast" type drink like a mimosa. Occasionally I'd get a call for a screwdriver, probably because of the orange juice, but I've noticed that most people who do that don't ask for a second. I've been told that you can actually taste the vodka or gin in the morning when the taste buds had just awakened, whereas you wouldn't taste it at night.Bree's crew consisted of 3 girls.