Tiffany also told me you are a squirter. That I have to witness. Come sit.”Rhya removed her finger from my pucker, and from somewhere a shower chair... appeared. Rhya guided me to the chair, with my mons at the edge. She guided my legs over the chair arms, spreading my pussy wide, exposing all my secrets.“Humm, it is so beautiful, so tasty looking.”What’s with this tasty thing? I have read about girls and guys eating girls out, but Tiffany’s mom couldn’t mean that? But I watched as her head leaned. "May I help you with your bag, Ma'am?" he asked.Cathleen was busy hugging her precious husband and was too lost in her thoughts of abandoning him to even acknowledge the driver's presence.Sadly Jim nodded to the young man. "Please," was all he get out.He picked it up and laid it in the trunk of the car then went back to the driver's seat to wait. He could see the trouble they were having saying good-bye.It was one of the toughest things either of them had been through since first meeting in a. I heard some strange rustling sounds and rolled my head to the left and as I opened my eyes I saw a firm cut cock looking at me with its large swollen head leaking a drop of pre cum. A million emotions ran through my body and I was just absolutely confused so I did what any red blooded guy would do in that situation, I reached out and grabbed the protruding cock and immediately sucked it into my mouth. I was aware of what I was doing now and it was exactly what I had fantasized about for a long. Jennifer and Thomas Morrison. If anyone sees fit to tell why these two should not be thusly joined, speak now, or forever hold your peace...”Jennifer looked exquisite in her white wedding gown. Polly had spent the last three weeks camped out with Jennifer, up in Knoxville, getting ready for this thirty minute moment. Polly was gorgeous in lavender and pink. Her gown offset Jennifer’s just perfectly.They both looked radiant. I loved them both, for very different reasons.Next to me stood my Best.