I guess I was satisfied.The organist of 2nd Baptist church played the wedding march, and the march began, well I was wheeling, but with a big smile on...my face at the honor I was feeling for being recognized, this time, as the daddy and father of the beautiful bride, and she sure as heck was that! I had to grant as well, that her hubby about-to-be was a handsome young man at the least. It should be remembered that it had been 2nd Baptist where Pen and I had married those many years ago.I was not. “Open your mouth bitch” he almost shouted before pulling my head forward. His huge nut sack slipped into my mouth and my nose was buried in his thick musky pubic hair. His semi but rapidly hardening cock pressed up against my eye. “Now suck slut!” I started sucking on his balls taking them deep into my mouth. Using my tongue to swirl them around. “That’s it bitch, you like that don’t you, you pathetic ball licking slut.” I was horrified to realise that while ashamed and embarrassed my cock was. And for one weekend, I felt like I really matter…I am a whole person who is treated, not just with respect and love, but in a way that makes me feel sexy and desired. Especially, because it is you who is making me feel that way. You are a beautiful and sexy man…with the fattest dick my pussy has ever tried to accommodate (you say with a giggle)…and because of that and all who you are, I feel like I am the most important woman in the world when I am with you."We embrace, holding each other,. And you didn’t say anything about it?”Ira states, “No Ms. Blaine, we assumed you also noticed his weight loss.”I feel like a fool, then Ben saves me, “My weight fluctuates all the time so a five pound loss is no big deal. But talking about this has made me hungry, is Mabel around?”I reply, “Of course she is and has something which smells wonderful in the oven.”Ben says, “Good, I think I will go and raid the kitchen.”Ben leaves, Mira looks at me and admonishes, “Ms. Blaine, where is your.