“Are you nervous?” he asked.“Do I have reason to be?”“I believe not, but you seem nervous. This time should not hurt, and countless women wh...ose wedding nights did have managed to bear the pain.”“What if I am not a good wife for you?”He laughed. “I chose you, did I not?” he asked/“Yes, milord.” \ “Yes, George.”“Yes, George.” She should call him husband. That was the term Mother used towards Father. These aristocrats behaved so strangely, though.“Well, if I chose you, and you do not suit, then it. ..fucking dishes not done wasnt worth getting my ass fuck like she didI tried to argue i didnt like it but she woud only laught saying i had moan and cum her toy in me, i must like it somehowbut she seemed to have like it so much i endup admitting one night both i the shower it was maybe just too big but i liked it because it was with hernext thing i knew she wanted to shave my ass and tried to please me better, slower , more lubeher cute eyes glowing asking me to let her fuck me againi coudnt. .well, my little cunty was sore the next day...but I get so horny at times...that I can't help myself, Daddy..." I slapped her arse and she cried out with glee - so I did it again! "...ooh, Daddy! So, that night I went to another part of town...I bumped into a stag party in the one bar...they bought me lots of drinks...got me quite tipsy...one of them was fingering me...or maybe it was several of them in the club..." I grunted as I continued to fuck her, I imagined my huge cock pistoning in and. With Zach helping to loosen up the crowd, and to increase the men's stamina, each man services most of the group. Neither man had ever eaten so much pussy. Both repeatedly find themselves on their back, one hot cunt sliding up and down their cock while another writhes on their mouth. Each gets fucked up the ass by the bride with the strap-on she got as a shower present, and the finale has all of the women lining up on their knees while the men go down the row fucking each one dog style until.