. as I standat the back of the modest-sized reception hall in my high heels andbridal veil, clutching a colorful bouquet and trying to hide my big,bo...uncy breasts behind it.Because all I have on is those heels, the veil, and a lacy white garterhigh on my smooth thigh. And of course that awful cock-lock! Thumb cuffsare attached to it, trapping my hands at my crotch, and I crouch forward,trying to shield my shapely hooters behind the bouquet, nude, embarrassedand blushing all over!There are tears. And she was in a complete ecstasy. With long and slow strokes, he was going deeper and deeper, and she was loving it. How long he kept that pace, she will never remember, she was only wanting that moment not to come to an end. He stopped moving when he was deep in her cunt. He looked her in the eyes and saw lust, only lust, raw lust, wanton lust.« Pleasssse continue, don't stop, I want you ... » She was lost, lost in her desires, lost in her deep inner thoughts, simply lost in her own. Perkins knew from experience that it was best to let nature take its course. There was no need for him to take her over, to talk to her and make he do the oral things he wanted her too. Nor to just shove it into her virgin mouth that was just simply going to fall deeply in love with it. No Roberta was far too close to her life long journey of Gayness to stop herself now. So while he felt her hot breath skipping across his most sensitive cockhead, Donald Perkins high school history teacher,. .what do you want...' he smiled wickedly at me and said '...I wanna bust that fat ass pussy you got there...' Defensively I shot back '...I'm a man just like you,I got a dick just like you and no pussy...' He looked at me and pushed down his gym shorts and underwear exposing his squat fat penis and demanded '...you got a dick like mine, let me see it...?' I slowly lowered my shorts and pulled out my penis, compared to my assailant mine was miserably small. My assailant walked over to me.