. have ... to ... do ... that ... with your ... slave’s ... TONGUE?” Vanessa screamed and creamed herself in a hurry as I plowed her doggy-style o...n my bed.“Yep, definitely had to do that ... you need to get used to this if you’re going to be my wife, dear. Tamara will be servicing you, just as she services me ... and Wendy ... and Brittany. A lot of that will be rimming on her part. Make no mistake about that. She’s my slut, my slave, and I can make her do whatever I wish! You can tell that she. Then she told me that his daughter was going to be her bride’s maid even though she has never met her before. She assured me that I was going to like her though.I got mom to the church about an hour early. She was very nervous but she got into her dress without a problem and I zipped her up. Then there was a knock on the door and Theresa opened it up and came in. Theresa asked mom if she was looking for her bride’s maid then she saw me, screamed out, and ran into my arms. Our parents were. Her voice in my ear was having an effect.“That’s true I do love his arms and shoulders. I get wet when he comes in to the kitchen for a drink after mowing our yard. Watching his strong forearms as he lifts the glass to his mouth and the condensation drops run down his neck onto his chest. I barely control myself from licking it from his body.” Her breath became more ragged in my ear.“I was standing on the back patio and looking at the stars when a cold breeze made me shiver. It was very erotic. “We should hit the road. You want to follow me to the truck stop, then you can take lead?” Tory patted my shoulder. “Sounds like a plan, why don’t you have Annette ride with us, kind of balance out the load.” He winked at Annette. “I am not a ‘Load’. Scoot over Bree and let me get out,” Annette grabbed her bag and climbed out of the car. Gidget scrambled into the front seat, squeezing Bree over into me. “Now we’re all nice and cozy,” Bree smiled at me. With Annette in Tory’s car and the ‘load’.