He slowly worked in and tried to got a bit further. I didn't think he had much more to go and was right. A few more times and I could feel his balls... and pelvis fully bouncing on my ass.As he stayed there I knew I was still going through an adjustment with his cock firmly in my ass. Although not thick, I definitely knew it's presence and also that I felt fuller and slutier than I ever had before. He started to slowly pull out and back in, a bit further out each time. I think I let out a few. Well that was why I was here - to set things right and I intended to.For the next two hours I stayed in my van and I suffered from the cold but it was necessary to gain more information while not appearing suspicious by running the engine. While parked across the street from the Walker’s residence I was able to continue eavesdropping on the house while also using my digital binoculars to scan the windows. Since it was now dark outside with the house lights on I was able to see inside easily and. Dozens of strangers in formal attire were seated in pews that provided excellent views of a raised platform where Avan, his niece Verity, and his young nephew Caci were standing. A lanky, gray-haired priest in a gray suit stood while holding a small book.When a woman of about 70 years of age began playing a wedding processional, the audience stood and Cambria, dressed in a beautiful and long wedding gown, appeared with her father. Locked elbow-to-elbow, they made their way down the long aisle. She pulled the shirt off my shoulders and ran her hands up and down my chest, pulling the hair on my chest and tweaking my nipples. ‘The first time we met I could see you had a hairy chest from the view at the top of your shirt and it drove me wild’ Becky said before bending over and sucking my nipple. ‘I love a guy with a hairy chest, it’s been a long time.’ I tingled from head to toe as Becky licked and bit each nipple, her hands still busy running up and down my chest, grabbing handfulls of.