I glanced over to the guy who had now slowly made his way towards us and saw the tent in his shorts, my wife looked at me then him and put her hand ou...t towards him and brushed his cock through his shorts, i was stunned but she just smiled at me and rubbed him then said to me "can I?" i just nodded and continued licking, my cock was solid in my shorts as she lifted up on one elbow and released his tool, his face just gave a wry smile as she took him in her hand and started to stroke his cock and. I could see the bulge in his shorts so I new he was human but OMG when was he going to weaken.It was the day of the wedding, Steve looked so handsome in his Tuxedo he actually made me wet just looking at him. Mum of course went the whole white wedding thing even though she had fucked most of the guest list. They actually made a nice couple. I was the maitron of honour & under my tight fitting dress I work no underwear, something i had planned to make sure Steve became aware of a little later.. I felt how tight she was with every movement. As I slammed into her, she couldn’t help but moan loudly, ah , ah, ah ,ouch , uff, fuck , fuck , yes , yes jiju , jiju , pls slow , slow , ah , ah god, pls god , jiju.“That’s it. You dirty little wench.” I mumbled as I cruelly thrust my whole body into her, forcing my cock into the depts. Of her body where no man had ever reached before hammering up against her cervix causing her to nearly pass out from the pain and pleasure she was now. “The rooms,” she said as we cruised along a corridor. “All along here except two on the ground floor and one at the top that we call the Honeymoon Suite. Let’s look at that.”I followed her up the stairs, watching her full buttocks working beneath her dress as she climbed. I felt she was talking to me through her body, sending me messages and invitations.When we entered the Honeymoon Suite she closed the door gently and locked it. She stretched out her arms, beckoning me in, and I embraced her..