“Here we go,” Debbie said.“Ladies, I’m sure you all remember Debbie, our HEAD cheerleader. She just couldn’t resist getting out here for you... so here she is!” Ms. Martin announced to the ladies.“That’s my cue,” Debbie said and stepped out to the stage as the music started.I peeked out through the curtain to watch. Debbie was awesome. She had no trouble dancing with the heels on. Obviously, she’s had a lot of practice. She wasted no time and was naked half-way through the first song. When she. Breaking the kiss she whispered to me "Oh God Emm it's beautiful, fucking wonderful!". Her hand searched and found my cock which for the past while had grown and shrunk a few times, this time though it was growing again. Worming her hand inside of my pantyhose she closed her hand around my maleness (first thing tomorrow I must buy some stockings and suspenders). She gripped tightly as she was driven on to heights of ecstasy. I noticed a large damp frothy white patch forming on the outside of. “Oh, Bill!” she cried. “This is such a surprise. I’d hoped you wanted to marry me someday, but also worried that all my baggage might get in the way. Of course, I’ll marry you!”A few weeks later we were married on the beach, by a free-spirited man of the cloth. We had a small gathering since we had made only a few friends and I had only a few coworkers I wanted to invite. It didn’t matter, the ceremony was for us and not anyone else. For our honeymoon, we traveled south and spent a week in San. Such a creative, imaginative woman! This morning she was acutely horny complaining that she hadn’t had come in memory and could I please help. Of course I could, and we spent the next hour and a half or so in vivid, graphic communication during which she came several times. Needless to note, I too came probably after about two of hers. When we talked fuck it wasn’t just fuck but scenes particularly appealing at the moment such as discovering observers, inviting someone in to watch, etc., or.