.GAWWWD...OHH GAWWWD...OHHHH...I CUM...MMING...I...CUMM...INNG...GOD...OHH GOD...IM...CUM....MMM...IIINNGGG...I...CUM...MINNNG!!! " And then it went q...uiet. My heart was on the floor, I was gutted. The motor home was literally shaking as she came. The daisies she had picked earlier in the day had fallen off the counter near me like a cruel reminder of our life before tonight.Then, it got worse. The sound of kissing started, passionate kissing, and the bed began to squeak again, in rhythm. . He just loved the feel of them in his hands as he crushed them in his massive hands, later when I asked how he liked his time with my wife’s dirty pillows. As he was putting his final squeeze on her tits. I could see the 5 women in the audience each hold their own tits, as the thought of the pain must have been running through their minds. I pulled another number.“2” I called. It was a old guy of 50 years. He looked at his wife and she gave him a nod of approval. He walked to the front and as. . it was ... But the name I was trying to recall seemed to slip awayfrom my grasp. "That's right, Monique," said Melissa encouragingly. "Andyou're getting ... ?" Married," I mumbled. The blonde clapped her hands. "Good girl - youremembered! So now you have to put on your ..."I wasn't sure what she meant for a minute, but then it somehow came to me."My ... wedding dress?" I ventured. "Of course," said Nancy. "But first weneed to get the rest of your underwear on!"This turned out to be a white. "Have you ever had a woman eat you out, Monique?" No, I never have." How do you feel about a white lady doing it for you?" she pondered, grabbing my thong's straps.I glanced at Trey, and he already had his cock out with his hand around it."I think Trey likes the idea," she theorized, leaning to me. "What do you do say? I can give you references if you'd like," she muttered, prior to kissing me."Go for it, Mandy, I'll do anything to please my son." Good answer," she added, coming back down to my.