At least that's what I'd like to do.Looking for the thousandth time at the lurid images, full color on glossy paper, Bill couldn't understand why she ...ouldn't be more like the women in his magazines.They like it up the ass... why doesn't she?They had discussed it once, the conversation over quickly."Not on your life," she'd stated emphatically. "It's not enough I swallow your spunk? You want to stick it where? Ha! No."Then one day, Bill's life changed forever.He was searching the internet for. Little did I know that my night had only just begun. When I arrived at my apartment, I went inside and laid face first on my large comfortable couch. After a few moments my face started to feel quite strange against the texture of the couch and my eyes almost felt different, almost as if they were bigger. I wondered if the bartender had slipped some acid or PCP into my drink, because I definitely wasn't sober, but I wasn't drunk either, in fact I wasn't even buzzed from the alcohol. I got up. I was so nervous and excited that my mouth went dry. Mom let the gown unfold, as if it were a beautiful light cloud, and held it up to herself. This was the first time, I actually saw her wedding gown, and it was more beautiful than in all the photos."Oh my," I gasped."Mrs. B, that's an incredible gown. You must of felt like princess when you were it." Thank you Karen. I loved it every time I tried it on. And I think, Kelly's going to enjoy it as much as I did..." Mom brought the dress to wear. That worked for a couple of nights and they had a pretty good time pleasing each other with mouths, tongues, breasts and good ole stumpy. But then he mucked up one night after she made him cum between her breasts, he used his tongue to make her sing, then he lay on her for a kiss and cuddle and before he knew what was happening they was fucking. And she wasn’t stopping him, she had her hands on his hips holdin’ him tight like she did sometimes. She looked lots like Libby did that time her.