We don't have a rehearsal. After that, we have the rehearsal dinner. I can't explain it; that's just how it is.Jeff's parents invited all of his famil...y, all of my family and everyone in the wedding party. Jeff said they should have invited a few armed guards. He thought he was being amusing. I did not.Sunny told me what would be happening at the dinner and when I seemed confused, she explained."There are two main reasons to have the dinner and you can fashion it to accomplish either or. . I don't care, just do something."It was a very tempting proposition. But there was still about two minutes of the playlist to go. Neither of them were listening to the music, of course, but it was the principle of the thing. Or at least Denise thought it was. Maybe Mindy was tired of this game and wanted to just go back to regular fucking. Denise didn't even know how she would express that without it sounding like she was playing along. The characters they inhabited were rapidly becoming hard. I figured we still had a couple of hours before my wife and the girls’ mother would return from their movie and dinner. When the girls sat down at the table, they were all cleaned up, and still naked, as was I. I poured each of us a glass of ice water, and sat with them, as the pizza cooked away. I was pleasantly surprised to see the dildos all cleaned up, and laying on the end of the table. The girls were in good spirits, laughing and joking, and telling me how hungry they were. I was famished. I rubbed and rubbed for about one minute and could hear her moaning and could feel the cotton panties getting wetter by the second. I stood up, only to check my phone on the other side of the room when she pulled me back to her by my shoulder. I turned around, only to find her going down and now unzipping my trousers. I stood there as she flicked out my fully erect dick. I looked at her computer screen for a second to then feel the great sensation of her sucking on my dick. She must have had a.