"Are you ready, thefuture Mrs. Carter?" Mary casts a knowing glance in both mine andKrystie's direction, and beams a wide, happy smile."I'm ready," Ma...y whispers. "Nervous as hell, but ready!" Where is she?" Booms a voice from the doorway- and judging by its deepbaritone and unashamedly thick Belfast accent, it can only belong to oneman."I'm right here, dad!" Mary says to the middle-aged man, who despite histough image, almost breaks down in tears at the sight of his daughter,the bride."I can't. Thetwo girls kneeled beside the man. Craig touched Dave's nipple andgrinned as the skin responded to her touch by hardening. Dave bit hislip. John nuzzled against the man's face, pitching her voice as lowand sultry as it could. "Eventually you'll love it. We'll find you agood big cock to fill that pussy of yours. We'll get you properlymounted and mated, Dave. Don't you worry your pretty head." Thehorror on Dave's eyes grew wide with every word.John sat back and grinned at the man. Her. That sense of recrimination did me no good in my present situation because my search for a suitable female's loving sacrifice was not even close to successful conclusion. The enjoyment of busting open a number of juicy cherries in my role as the lord of the manor was exciting but I realized the necessity of determined control over the female's physical features made them more my fear-laden subjects rather than adoring lovers and loyal partners.It seemed to me that I was truly on the road to. Geri couldn't swim and she hung from my neck and floated around. Seeing that I allowed Geri to stick close to me, Betty did the same. I put my arms round their waists and held them close. Betty began to coo and purr as she sat on my hip. I could feel her hot little pussy press against my side. Geri took the opportunity to fondle my dick and she got it hard in no time. From time to time she rubbed her pussy against my cock while Betty watched with her sweet rosebud mouth pursed. I could feel her.