She showed him a fake pout, and stepped back to the bed, leaning over it this time. She struck her buttocks much harder then and Matt could hear the s...at against her ass much more clearly. She arched her back as the paddle struck her bottom again, causing the muscles to ripple outward as Matt watched. She raised her hand higher then, striking her ass harder with the paddle and she threw back her head, her wet hair flinging over her shoulders as she moaned loudly. She pushed her hips against. We decided to save money by just having a simple family-only wedding, nothing fancy.The honeymoon wasn’t very fancy either, simply spending a week at an affordable motel by a lake. She enjoyed parading around in a little tiny swimsuit even though her stretch marks showed. The guys only looked at her big mommy tits anyway.I was in testicle heaven, bouncing on her body at least twice a day. She decided to get a part-time job as much for being bored hanging around our little apartment as the. I walked over, poured two glasses, and carried them to the bed. For the next hour the two of you tried various positions and allowed me to sit and watch. You would occasionally remember that I was there and remark that this is how a real man fucks. Finally, he told me to get in bed and kneel behind your head. He grabbed your ankles, spreading your legs then pushing your legs up and told me to hold them open. He told you to put his cock inside you and you did. He slowly began fucking and he kept. The strangest situation surrounded my wedding. I discussed plans with my Mother. We talked about family. We talked about my Father’s business contacts and some of the things we could do to accommodate that many of them. She mentioned all the various pre-wedding events she thought would be appropriate. I considered eloping. What we did not talk about were my ideas for my fairy tale. I realized the reason was I hadn’t thought about it. There is a process women follow to plan for the ‘most.