‘Actually, Dad, Jennifer and I have been talking about it,’ his son said. ‘Do you think Melissa would be angry if we had a double wedding?’ �...You’d have to ask her about that,’ Martin said. ‘As far as I’m concerned, I don’t have any problem with that. Combining the weddings will cut down on expenses, you know.’ Martin, Jr., laughed. ‘Yeah, sure, I’ll remember to tell Melissa that when I discuss it with her,’ he said, ‘I’m sure that will help convince her. Hey, Dad, I gotta get out and among ’em,. He asked if I could answer an off color question.“What do you mean?” I wondered.“I’m horny as hell, working late hours, being propositioned at work and not being able to do anything about it, going home alone, I’ve even considered hookers.”“And...” I encouraged him to finish.“Is she as hot as she tries to make me think. The way she eats the cherry from her drink, and tongues the swizzle stick, has me thinking she would suck the cock right off me, ... and I’m sorry if I’m being too forward.”I. I sucked her sweet pussy lips and licked her very tight asshole. When Grant had his dick fully erect, he sat down on a chair and my wife straddled him; with her right hand she rubbed the head of that hard dick between her pussy lips a few times before bending her knees and taking him up her. Ana had to take a few strokes before she was completely down to his balls. She rode up and down very slowly and I could see how tightly her pussy lips were holding onto his meat. She leaned forward so Grant. Betsy closed her eyes, fighting back the humiliation of being milked like an animal! Any anxiety she may have had about her degrading position however, was quickly wiped away as the unrelenting sucking on her incredibly sensitive nipples set her breasts on fire with raging desire. "Ohhhh, god... this feels wonderful..." Betsy moaned, just barely above a whisper. Every stroke of the device's engine brought her a step closer to a precipice of her orgasm. Every tug on her nipples, every space.