"Tony!" she said addressing me."Yes?" i asked looking up at her."I just wanted to say... i'm really glad you're marrying my mother, she's was a little...lost before she met you, and you've really made her feel loved again!" Amanda then said "Well, thank you!" i replied smiling."I love your mother, and i'm happy i can make her happy, and feel loved too!" i then added."Good!" she then said."And because of that, i think i need to reward you!" she then said."Reward me? Reward me how?!" i asked a. He fumbled, pulling her panties down and then driving his finger up that now throbbing cunt. He pushed her onto the back seat as he dropped his trousers. She had no idea of the monster now heading for her pulsing cunt, but boy she felt it. He thrust and her backside rose off the leather of the seat as though she had received a burst of electricity. Her cry echoed in the confined space, as he began to fuck. He pulled open her blouse, yanked her bra up and then buried his mouth over those hard. She didn't try to feed me or take control. She just supported my hand. By the time I'd finished enough food to stabilize my blood sugar, I was crying. My catharsis had finally come.In the shower, Rita gently cleaned the paint from my face and hands, shampooed my hair, and bathed my genitals, all while I clung to her and stroked her soft skin with my hands. Even with her gentle and sensual ministrations, I was too tired to become aroused.We toweled off and she led me to my bed, getting me. He was however to be present at the wedding! The day finally came when her ball was pulled from the bag by ‘the whip’ a wizen little man who acted as club secretary. She was informed before leaving from the clubhouse, having been well fucked as usual. Mya looked excited, Marc perhaps not quite so much. On the way home in the car, Mya sat on a towel to absorb the outfall having had a big cummer, an older man called Tom, as her partner all evening, one of the club studs, he was a neat if.