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The walk-through in the church was brief then we went to Carter’s for dinner—my treat. The only downside was that Lucy left me that evening, staying overnight with her parents. Max must have looked for Lucy for fifteen minutes before settling down to sleep. The next day was Brunette a dream come true. The weather was perfect—sunny, temperature in masturbating the high seventies and low humidity. All of us were up early for breakfast cooked by Ingrid. After eating I brushed the coat of our ring bearer, ably assisted by my nieces who loved Max even more than they loved me. I showered, shaved, and dressed in my tux then we drove to the church. I left Max at the entrance with a small Easter basket that held our two rings. I knew I could trust Max to walk down the aisle to Daryl and me just behind Jasmine and ahead of Lucy and Jonathan. The ceremony began at 11:00 on the dot when the organist played The Wedding March. Jasmine looked fantastic in a sleeveless dusky blue dress that blended beautifully with her light brown skin and black hair. I elbowed Daryl, whispering, “Watch out, buddy. You’re next.” We chuckled quietly then turned to watch Max walk up the aisle behind Jasmine. He stopped in front of me and Daryl took the rings from the white satin pillow inside the basket. Daryl placed the basket on the floor out of the way of the ceremony. I pointed Max to a Big Boobs spot next to Daryl and he sat there immediately as Daryl leaned down to pet him. Now all of my attention was on my bride as she and her father walked slowly up the aisle toward us. I gasped as I saw Lucy in a strapless full gown with a long train. Her hair was pulled back into a short French braid that fell to her bare shoulders. As beautiful as she looked, there was nothing to compare with her beaming smile. Her eyes were focused on mine all the way, even when Jonathan removed her veil and gently kissed her cheek before passing her hand to mine. We turned together to face the minister, Reverend Walker. The ceremony was thankfully short and sweet. There were a few readings from the bible and I noticed Lucy squeeze my hand when Rev. Walker said that “wives shall be submissive to their husbands.” I agreed so I squeezed her hand back and almost laughed when I looked down to see Max sitting squarely between us. Lucy also looked as did Rev. Walker and then we did laugh as Lucy reached down to scratch Max’s ears. Her hand was back in mine just a second later. Daryl produced the rings and we said our vows. I kissed my bride and we walked together to the rear of the church with Max at Lucy’s side and followed by Daryl and Jasmine, Jonathan and Marylou, my aunt and uncle, and Constance and her family. Together we formed a receiving line to greet our guests and receive their congratulations. It was more than twenty minutes before we scrambled into the shower limo with Jasmine and Daryl en route to the reception at Desmond’s—the city’s finest and largest catering hall. The cocktail hour and ensuing reception were exactly what I would have expected from my in-laws for their only daughter. Absolutely no expense was spared—from Lucy’s dress, which I later learned had cost more than $25,000, to the top shelf liquors and the thick prime rib dinners. Unfortunately, shaved my new job meant that we’d have to postpone our honeymoon. I wasn’t at all surprised when Lucy told me she didn’t care even a little. “I have you. That’s all I care about.” Then she sealed it with a kiss. We went home, spending all evening and all of the following day in bed. My family had transferred to Jonathan and Marylou’s home just a half mile away. The next week was quiet at work until late Friday afternoon when I received a critical phone call from Julia Adams. “We got a lot from our bugs last night, but we can’t identify the people in the discussion. Do you know anyone who might be able to help us?” I did, but I was reluctant to get my wife involved. Her hand quickly slapped down her skirt though as her cheeks grew red with embarrassment. Cindy nodded again and added, “You can do and say anything you want to. Richard would raise it with the rest with no prejudice at all. It would seem she was doing her job. “I-I was just out with a couple of friends Daddy... like I told you earlier...” They are a woman’s feelings. “And the Testicles became- “ I chuckled to myself as I left the room. I took him back in and tried to swallow him whole again. Ethan thought that it would be fun for me to be exposed at a public swimming pool. “Your wife. Each hand clasping a massive breast, holding them in place as she bounced. “My husband's almost done. Maybe I should take off my pants for you." I gasped and gulped my breaths at the sensation of being penetrated there, wanting my body to accept Big Boobs or reject the intrusion. I hesitated determined to finish as soon as possible, get paid and leave. Someone touched me down there... rubbed something there. “She is, coach,” the cheerleader moaned. The party was to start at 7 p.m. but we knew, the guests we're going to be arriving sometime after 6 p.m. Sunday April 25 I sucked on the head for several minutes before sliding off Brunette the bench onto my knees. We are completely happy, thrilled even with all that you’ve done for us.” Besides, I wasn’t about to be a sore loser. If you so much as touch her ass hole, I will cut your cock, roast it and feed you. After Timmy came in Kara, Cathy and I shaved sucked her ass and pussy till she stopped us for being too sensitive. I said hurrying her to the door on the far end of the barn. “When I eat a girl, I make sure it's shower done right.” Jon bought a vibrating egg and some masturbating leather straps that he wouldn’t let me look at, said they were going to be a surprise. Your touch . . . “No,” I sighed, pulling her face from my nethers, “you’re doing fine, Rose, I’m just distracted.” I bid her to rise, wiping my lust from her lips with my thumb, “Go rouse your mother and siblings.