***********************************I nervously walk the long red line towards my waiting eager wife. I wore my loose white shirt open in the middle to... show my hard chest. This dress is supposed to symbolize my strength to bear the weight of the rigors of family life. It looks gaudy to me mainly because I am not used to showing too much flesh in public, but I stood straight and poised as I was trained since I was a child.My veil covered my short stylized hair. My dad spends hours making my hair. He was a towering personality standing well above 6 feet and a very strong physique thanks to the years he had spent in the armed forces. I was slightly embarrassed to see a strange curiosity in his eyes when I was introduced to him. Somehow, I felt that he must be one horny old man and soon I got the confirmation after knowing that he had seven children. However, his son was handsome and strong just like his father if not better and hence I didn't hesitate to agree. Immediately after the. OMG when the thick cuke hit my throat I stated to gag but did not pull off it. I kept pushing deeper then pulling off it and again taking it just like sucking a cock. over and over taking a bit more as i bobbed up and down on it My saliva covering it sucking lips tight around it pushing it deeper down my throat. My eyes closed I PUSHED AS HARD AS I COULD not stopping gagging all the time gasping for breath as it penetrated my throat. I pulled off it gasping for breath huffing and puffing thick. ”“Yeah, of course I remember it. Did you like Freddy? I mean, was he your boyfriend at the time?”“Are you kidding me? I thought he was pretty disgusting, as a person. And I certainly didn’t find him attractive in a sexual way, if that's what you mean.” “So where were you when Freddy made 'the moves' on you?” “I was in the bathroom of the small guest house.”And I knew exactly what that little bathroom at the front of the small guest house looked like, because I had used it before myself, and on.