"My cock had gone soft so I had to lift my balls and shaft out of the way but at the sight of seeing my hole filled, my cock stiffened. I started to r...de Ted, watching his cock fill and stretch me, the site burned into my head. "Oh my god...Oh my god, I love it!" Yeah boy. You like watching your hole take my cock?" Yessss." I was mesmerized by it, actually. I looked in the mirror and saw myself, slack jawed, glassy eyed, and completely in the moment. I loved seeing my hole take cock. I would. We had decided on a double ceremony. Paul and Gloria were nice enough to offer their sumptuous home for the wedding and reception. We of course accepted and Carol, Patty and Gloria were together a lot planning and arranging for everything. Of course from some of the stories Carol and Patty related when they got home, they spent a lot of time making love to each others cunts as well.As an aside, if you are wondering why no mention has ever been made of either Carol's or my parents, I will tell. As she entered she looked down at my shorts, a wet patch had appeared and I was still semi hard and I only hoped that she didn’t make assumptions.Now Mrs Duff was what I would call a typical school teacher, hair in a ponytail, glasses and very conservatively dressed in a knee length skirt and blouse, the bare legs threw me a bit. She was mid-thirties I would say and had a wedding ring, slim figure and she looked professional.She sat on the sofa opposite me, knees tightly together so not giving. They all wear skirts or dresses. But that's because they'relike, all sewing geniuses." Like you?" I would hardly call myself a genius," I say, trying to be humble butblushing at her praise all the same."Oh, come on, Kelly. The way you replaced the zipper in my jacket? Thatwas amazing. Regardless, you're wearing skirts and dresses at home, andthat's that. It's what I want, and I'm pretty sure it's what Dad expectsas well." Fine," I say, resigned to my fate. Something about the thought of.