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I can make Rosemary do it.” “No, you can't,” Rosemary said, her words flinty. “I'm going to fuck you so hard, Becky, and amateur my husband's going to share in it. We committed ourselves to each other. I don't just swear vows without meaning them. That's my man. So he gets to stay while you breed me.” “Damn,” I said, glancing at Kurt. “She's got steel in her.” “She doesn't let me get indian away with my shit,” Kurt said. “She... inspires me, Becky. You know, the way you used to. She makes me want to be the best man I can. I got a job. I fucking am killing it at my work. We're buying a house. If I hadn't met her, I'd be just another loser not giving a shit about my life.” “Kurt...” I said, swallowing. “I... I didn't to...” “It's not your fault you became a futanari,” Kurt said, squeezing my hands. “It's not your fault things went south with us. But I didn't have to stop giving a shit when it happened. I didn't have to throw myself into meaningless pleasure. I mean, fuck, Becky, how many girls did I date in college? Most lasted, like, two weeks. I grew bored of them so fast and was just looking for the next pussy to share with you and... I don't need that now. “But, for old times sake, and because every woman deserves one romp with your futa-dick, I want you here tonight.” “We want you here,” Rosemary added. “Now get over here, you two, and make me cum. Do you know how hard it was not to throw myself at you? I wanted to rip my mom off your dick and take her place in the middle of the wedding Big Tits ceremony. If I didn't love Kurt so much... “But I'm at my limits.” “You heard my bride,” Kurt said. He arched a fiery eyebrow at me and gave me that handsome smile of his. “Shall we eat my wife's pussy and make her cum?” “We've never done that before,” I said. He shrugged. “Rosemary's special. I kept kissing her and pushing myself rhythmically in and out of her. They don’t think with their head as much as they do with their dick. He was in a state of pure bliss. With each stroke, I could feel her wetness coat my shaved cock, balls and thighs. “Now let’s indian get back to dancing.” Her heart was still racing slightly with the thought of getting caught naked by Tim's good-looking friend Richard. “That was before I knew you.” She fell backward on my bed. I grinned at my sister, my dick aching. Katy started squealing in protest so Laura slapped her again. Besides, her parents are very strict and she always has to be in quite early. While we kissed, he reached down and opened my pants, then pulled them amateur down. Big Tits She’s been giving me a rundown on your progress almost every night. Or was it the other way around?