” Comes a voice through her haze. Hands lift her momentarily and then impale her on another cock. Yet another enters her mouth. “Hey, there is ...a new hole for someone.” A voice says from the crowd. In her dazed state she doesn’t comprehend what the words are saying. Horror dawns on her as she feels a pressure against her tight asshole. She renews her struggle to escape. But, there are too many of them and they are too strong. The pressure against her anus never lets up and soon her. But the details and date need to be decided. Emma surprises Donald some when she tells him she wants it to be a totally private ceremony. No guests. “I’m too old to make such a deal about getting married, I just want to pledge my troth to you alone,” she tells Donald.He does understand. People will know after the fact, but their whole relationship has been just the two of them, and that is how their marriage more or less should start. Emma does agree she would like their minister to marry. In the elevator, he removed my panties, letting the palm of his hand graze against my swollen sex. I ground my clit into his palm, wanting him to do something, anything, but resisting the instinct to be so brazenly demanding.He finally led me down the hall to his apartment. Inside, he brought me directly to his bedroom. It was a large room, sparsely furnished with a large wall to ceiling window that faced the opposite side of his u-shaped apartment block. He turned on all the lights and then. We worked in the bakery department of a supermarket. I was always in first, about half an hour before she was as it was my job to start up the ovens and other equipment. She was my ideal woman, slightly shorter than me, long (dyed) blond hair, green eyes, a very pretty face and a stunning body. She even managed to make the jackets and aprons that we had to wear at work look good. There was just one problem - she was married, to a guy named Mark and it was him she had the great sex with.Of.