I wasn't sure honestly. But if we were keeping it simple, then I had the perfect idea. “Let's have it here. We can have it in the back yard. It'll o...ly be us, but who cares? We'll have the best small wedding we can have,” I said. “OK, well we can have it soon if we want to as well. I still have my wedding dress you can borrow. I know your father has at least one tux that Steve can borrow. So yeah, how about next weekend?” Michelle asked. “Do you wanna get married that soon though?” I asked. " She snatched my shirt with both hands. "I know that!" she roared, pulling me to her. "The point is, I wouldn't have your dad's baby growing inside me and my mom wouldn't have your baby growing inside her, if you just would have accepted my love for you. We could have been together and eventually made our baby. Whether it happened after a few months or a few years, you should have just have been with me instead of lusting after her!" she howled before she pushed me away. She sat back down. As perfect as the goddess’s body seemed, it was in her face that the master carver had presented his finest work. Each tiny, delicate feature: her lips, nostrils, dimples; they were perfect in every regard, but the true magic was captured in her expression, for there could be no doubt that the sculptor had rendered her in the throes of a powerful orgasm. With eyes shut, her lips were parted and mouthing some vocalisation of her passion; her head was laid back with the cords of her slim neck. Denise reaches over and takes the blindfold from the ledge. She covers my eyes with the blindfold, as I suck on her ear lobe.I kiss her cheek, then fully on her mouth. Our tongues exploring one another while at the same time she slides her hand over my cock. I fondle her breasts as our tongues become entwined. Denise softly moans into my mouth as I pinch her nipples. My cock grows larger as her hand slides around the shaft, then on the head."Rich, I want you sitting on the edge of the tub."I.