He had dark hair and was wearing sweat pants and a tight tank-top that showed off his shoulders and arms. And his chest. His luscious chest. His stoma...ch was flat and although I couldn’t see under his tank-top, I was almost positive there were abdominal muscles involved in there somewhere. The bulge in his sweatpants suggested he wasn’t taking steroids. The bulge…the luscious bulge…the bulge I wanted to wrap my red blowjob lips around, sliding that thick shaft into my mouth, my tongue tasting. It was a small room which my bridesmaids and I had used to touch up our make up and fix our hair after the ceremony and before the photos. Nobody saw us enter the room together. I locked the door and my heart was pounding. I wanted him so much I could feel my pussy burning. I gently kissed him and we embraced tightly. Our hands roaming over each other, it was the most intense feeling of my life. Scared we'd get caught but the rush was so intense. I unzipped his pants and started wanking his. A wail distracted her - it wasMegan! Marissa turned her weapon on the man grappling with her sister,prepared to fire - and wavered, afraid she would hit Megan instead of herattacker. It was all the time the others needed; they dogpiled Marissa,stripping the gun from her grasping hands."Fucking bitches!" Beefcake screamed, spittle flying, as he delivered avicious kick to Marissa's prone body, knocking the wind out of her. "Thoughtyou were tough, didn't you?! Well, we'll see who's on top now!" He. The wife who was moaning something chronic while Geoff continued to shout, “Yeah, babe! Take it! Take my spunk!”The wife’s voice changed. Glancing to one side, Jeanette saw that Geoff had pulled the ball gag from her mouth so that it rested on her chin. “Aaaaaaah!” the wife exclaimed, mouth wide open as if she was at the dentist.Geoff was pulling his cock from Jeanette’s mouth. As he did so, he said, “Spit it out! Come on, spit it out!” He was pointing at his wife’s mouth as he spoke.Jeanette.