He asked me to. Do you know what it’s about? Should I? I mean, I don’t know what this is about, but it is late, so do you want me to call him and ...ell him you are waiting for him to call back?” I didn’t but I knew if he put that much effort into getting a hold of me I had better at least give him one more chance or he might not let me take advantage of our new bargain. “Sure, that would be great!” I said in a cheery voice. Five minutes passed and I slowly masturbated while watching a white girl. The most embarrassing thing was the story of when she got caught by her mom masturbating. But dare. The word seemed to be larger than the size 12 font on her computer monitor. She squeezed her thighs together as she hit the send button. Her pussy contracted slightly and she heard her own soft murmur as the screen flickered and her message appeared in the conversation window – one word: “dare.”She closed the chat window as her playmate was not online at the moment and returned to her. Flowers don’t show up on time, dresses don’t fit, the bridesmaids dicker, and the groom is always wrong. Someone, somewhere, fouls up something simple and a major catastrophe is the result. Tears of worry, happiness, and raw nerves dominate the proceedings.The best man has the easiest job of all the people associated with a wedding. He is responsible for throwing a bachelor party for the groom, making sure the groom shows up on time. He carries the ring, and makes a toast at the wedding. I nod and say, "Yes, Sir, I understand."You start back at one, and it comes down like fire again. I pull at my restraints and thrash about trying to cover myself but cannot. You come down expertly in just the right places and at the perfect pace. I'm sweating, crying and snot is running out my nose. I have my head buried in the comforter and am actually beginning to bite and pull at the fabric with my teeth. It's just a metal spoon, how the hell could it hurt this much!" You are on the last two.