I could of fucked her there and then, but she was having none of it. We arrived at the wedding in plenty of time, taking up our seats near the front. ...We exchanged pleasantries with various members of the family and it was here that we got to see Daz. We were shocked to see that he was a big black man, we never thought to ask, but stood by his side was the young buck from earlier. Deb asked Janice her older sister about Daz, Janice explained he was a wealthy business man who had married before. Holy shit! Holy fucking Christ! There was Nick Franklin, Patriots quarterback, wearing a pair of very elegant ladies panties. And seemingly very pleased to be doing so. God, he was well hung too. Flick. A close-up. White cotton with red polka dots and a little red bow at the top, straining around his chunky thighs. Flick. His cock tented up through them, his hand resting on his shaft. Flick. Oh, Nick. Flick. Oh. Oh. Oooohhhh.“Shit! Shit!” Ted was not happy next door. Sara quickly clicked into. There were loads more clothes to try on butI barely had time to get some lunch before my meeting. A text pingedinto my phone that my car was ready to collect from servicing. LuckilyI'd seen the booking with the garage address, quite near my workplace,in my calendar and the vehicle documents in my file. I could pick it upafter the meeting or, if I ate and changed quickly, I could do it on theway. I decided on the latter, more because I wanted to arrive at work inmy own car than because it would. Now all I wanted was Marvin's hard, slab of black meat, shoved in my mouth and down my throat.Marvin grinned as my naked body jumped and jerked uncontrollably beneath him. My right hand grew wet and sticky as one stud shot his load into it. He shoved his dick, and my hand, against my big tit, spreading cum all over it. I pumped his pecker, fucking my tit at the same time.Marvin grinned down at me, as he rubbed his delicious cock across my cheeks and around my lips."You came here to sing happy.