They had seen how depressed I had been after the break-up with my second wife. The grandmothers descended immediately, grabbing Sandy and spiriting he...r off to make wedding plans. Her first was basically just a ceremony in a courthouse anteroom. She once expressed to Grandma Greely how she had longed for the full wedding experience and they were determined to give her her dream. They did not hesitate in telling me they were paying and all I had to do was show up when and where they told me. I. She met my lips instantly, kissing me with such passion, delving into my mouth with her tongue mashing against mine. We kissed and kissed, my hands stroking down her back, rolling her buttocks in my hands, pushing her very wet pussy to slide against my thigh. Soon she was reciprocating and rubbing herself against me, sliding back and forth against my skin. Her kisses became hungrier, her heart rate speeding up, her hands moved to my chest to seek my nipples, twisting them in her fingers. I was. I could feel his mushroom head expanding my throat and he got faster and started face fucking me. His balls were hitting my forehead as he buried each time all he had in me. I felt so tingly in my ass at this point. Then Jon quickly pulled his cock out and stood up. He looked at me and said do want it bitch. All that came out was yes daddy. Jon then said in a commanding voice turn around bitch and get assed up. Yes daddy and I quickly turned put my head against the bed and arched my back high. The cemetery was dark, the one street lamp casting a dim yellow glow across the headstones. The movement caught his sight, he rubbed his eyes, thinking in his drunken state he had hit the jackpot, two people fucking in the cemetery, maybe not a bad night after all. But as his eyes became accustom to the darkness, something did not seem right, yet he could not look away. Even through the darkness he could see her beauty, Her breast swaying with the rhythmic movements from her naked body. His.