It is not about my wife, at least not this time, and it happened at a very unlikely place - my daughter's wedding. The slut? None other that the mothe...r of the groom.Rick and Anna had been a couple for several years before Rick popped the question and Anna said yes. Jean (my wife) and I had met and had socialized with Rick's parents for over two years. There was nothing about Tom and Denise that would make you think that they were anything other that a middle-aged suburban couple with a stable. He climbs in between my legs, holding himself up with one arm, while he leads his huge dick towards my small pussy with the other. The tip reaches the opening of my pussy. It felt so big.He slowly starts to push the tip in, opening me up. He stops when he sees my eyes closing of the slight pain I'm feeling. ˜You OK?" he asked concerned.˜I am OK. Don't stop."I sighed. He pushes in further until the whole tip is inside me. It opened me up totally. He waits until I feel comfortable before he. I had the video camera's emptied and all set up in my sisters room, ready to record what was needed. My sister cut and colored her fingernails yesterday night. Her feet were pale white and the red nails was very attracting. She slipped on her pink furry bedroom slippers and waited for my start. Her hair, skin, and bathrobe were still wet and I hoped this would allow more people to find this attractive.I grabbed the two video camera's and pressed the recording button on each one. I looked at my. I made myself a drink and plopped down on the sofa. I called out to the house in general, "I'm home."I heard Andy call out from upstairs, "Daddy's home!" In short order I began to hear the measured footfalls as hand-in-hand he and Heidi descended the stairs.Heidi made him pause at the foot of the stairs. "Let me get those last two buttons on your shirt, big guy." She raised her eyes toward me. "We just got up from a rather late afternoon nap."Heidi served hamburgers and broccoli for dinner. She.