" What are you talking about?" I know what he did. I saw what just happened. You really can't afford to hesitate. People are expecting a wedding in un...der forty-eight hours."I needed time to assimilate this."Well, that isn't enough time for them to make alternative plans, so we'll just stick with the wedding until I figure out what I want to do." Now, Ashley -" Was I unclear? Is English a foreign language?" No need to be rude. I'm not the one who cheated." Now who's being rude?"He didn't. ” I laughed. He didn’t. “You poked the bear, son. Only fair he gets to poke you back,” he said, shifting to pop his wrist-thick whopper out through the fly of his boxers. He nodded to the floor at his feet. “Get down there and start sucking, and lose the pants while you’re at it.”I was in a haze as my fingers worked to undo my pants and my legs pulled me forward, surging toward the throbbing slab of man meat at the center of my vision. I didn’t even think to hesitate, much less protest, until. "I've got to say, Marshall. These briefs are a good look on you." I smiled coyly up at him."And being down there looks reeeally good on you Declan." He moaned out.With that I hooked my fingers under the band of his briefs and pulled them down about two inches. The pressure caused his cock to spring free and hit me in the face. I grabbed it and dove down onto it, not trying to deep throat it yet, but trying to lick as much of the shaft and head as I could. Marshall was incoherent by now, his. The bands were an inch wide and ran tight across my shaved skull. The uppermost belt of steel ran across my eyes, blocking much of my vision and it was tight enough around my head that it hurt to tense my face muscles. The central steel loop ran just beneath my nose, making breathing through my nostrils almost impossible. It narrowed to half an inch wide at the front so that it was clasped under my septum, crushing into my gums behind and utterly rigid. My lips protruded enough that I could see.