“Penelope Davis, will you marry me? I love you more than words can say. And that in spite of what you did to me at our senior prom,” I said. And n...w I was smiling.“Huh?” said Pen. “I mean, okay, yes,” she said. There was a chorus of laughter and cheers from nearby tables.The next half hour was raucous and fun and happy and weird.There was no doubt in the minds of the attendees that 2nd Baptist church in Scottsdale was the sight of the happiest wedding ever, at least that was my thinking.My mom. Would you like to eat my fresh pussy you filthy old man?" Slipping and sliding about she manages to get her knees on either side of his head and present her enflamed sex dotted with pearlescent drops of coital lubricant, hot, dripping, baby-bottom smooth, soft and naked.She lowers herself onto his awaiting open mouth and extended tongue, surrogate and herald for his now distended and rigid manhood that drools with excitement. She gasps at the first touch of his labial lingual kiss, her labia. Amber perked up when she heard him say, "I'd love to show you off to my bros." Amber replied quietly to his unasked question, “Maybe next year.” Marcus back up a step and admired his handiwork as he saw his cum drip out of her pussy onto the car’s hood. “I guess I should have warned you or asked if that was ok.” “Don’t worry about cumming in me. My husband insists I get cummed in. He thinks that’s one of the biggest treat a woman can give a man, especially a married woman to a stranger.” “I. " He snickered with the knowledge I'd be impressed.We got back to the house that afternoon with four dead cottontails, all of which had been shot by Arnold. I just couldn't bring myself to do the deed. I didn't get off scot-free though because I had to help cut off their heads and clean them before we handed the corpses over to Aunt Willie."Come on!" Arnold said and we went out the back door and headed toward the barn. Inside, we climbed a ladder to the loft and scrambled over bales of hay to.