Mrs. Ramsey slammed her pussy down my cock. She whimpered in my ear as she lifted her married cunt up my girl-dick, missing this moment, so petite lost to the lust of being bred by my futa-cock. “Then, by the power vested in me by God and the State of Washington, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.” Kurt lifted the veil, exposing Rosemary's flushed, smooth cheek to my hungry gaze. He leaned and captured the lips I wanted to kiss. The lips I wanted to see locked about my girl-dick. She melted against him as applause erupted through the auditorium. My futa-dick erupted into the amateur mother of the bride's pussy. I groaned, tears misting my eyes as powerful emotions erupted through my body. As my futa-jizz pumped into the older MILF's silky pussy, a welter of passions surged through me. Jealous of both Kurt and Rosemary, joy that my friend found the love of his lust, and that aching need to cum in doggystyle Rosemary's pussy like I spurted into teen her mother's snatch all swirled together in me. The rapture slammed through me as the ecstasy melted my brain. Mrs. Ramsey moaned into my ear, her cunt convulsing around my girl-dick, her pussy milking me dry, eager to be bred by me. She whimpered as I fired the last blast of girl-cum into her snatch. The happy couple broke apart. Breathless, they turned to face skinny the crowd. Kurt had such a beaming smile of joy on his face, his blue eyes bright. He ran a hand through his red hair before he and his blonde bride stepped off the dais and marched down the aisle. Rosemary's green eyes met mine. The bride gave me a naughty wink as she passed. My futa-dick erupted a second time into her mother's cunt. I howled out my rapture. I had to have her. I wanted to fuck her so badly. I blowjob wanted to breed her and cuckold Kurt so badly. I wanted to bend that bride over and fuck her in her white dress while the world watched. “Ooh, she's so pretty,” Mrs. Ramsey moaned as she trembled atop me, my cum breeding her pussy. “Mmm, she's so happy with Kurt.” “Yeah,” I groaned. I had to remember that. Kurt. I couldn't fuck his bride. I couldn't.How was I getting through the reception? April 17th, 2047 I blinked back tears as I remembered that magical moment of Kurt and Rosemary's union. The joy in their eyes, the pleasure buzzing through me as I spurted my cum into the mother of the bride's delicious snatch, breeding her. Janet moaned with satisfaction and turned around, exposing her big and firm ass to her son. She's starting to come around as I see her try to move her arms and legs and then her brown eyes open and I see the confused sudden terror in them and she jerks trying to get free. Inside were another sergeant skinny and the sixty officers who would be on patrol for this shift. His balls thwacked over and over into my taint as he squeezed my tits, kneading them as he grunted. "After what you said about runaways, I felt awful. It slid into my drenched pussy easily, and when I turned it on, I’m sure my eyes rolled back. Usually, it was three or four, sometimes more if time permitted, but I was about to go five days in a house with four very wanton women, whose greatest desire was petite to be a receptacle for me to empty my seed into. I’d seen him like this dozens of times in the past. It was warm and pleasant. Avery nodded her head doggystyle and watched Belind rise and stretch like one of the many cats that prowled the Palace, though he wouldn't look right at her she could read his expression well enough, one of victory, and she despised him for it. ​“I’ll be down in a minute, I will take care of it.” It was the third such shower problem I’d dealt with since we got there. He was calm, collected, as he sat watching his new toy acclimatise, he loved how each one reacted differently. "He would have to blowjob treat her well, she would be our mutual property." Alex yelled through the closed bathroom door, trying to buy himself a little more time. She estimated she still had at least an hour to kill before Sam was likely to get home and decided for now to simply pop on Netflix and relax on the couch for a bit. They looked at each other, their bodies obviously started to relax and in the next second dropped to their knees and collapsed onto the floor. I carefully placed one hand on each of her breasts. I shuddered as I reached the altar. “Goodbye, Grace,” he said. I looked forward teen to next Friday…maybe amateur it would be my turn to fuck Dad…Would I have a “little death” again?