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What Mom Knows Fucks Her in White

... her obedience to do it on this...her wedding day. Ellie said annoyed, “Why didn’t you come on her face?” “I’m a gentleman,” I smiled. “Yes, that is how I would describe you,” Ellie sarcastically shot back. I returned my gaze to the bride who was awkwardly riding the glass bottle even as her moans increased. We all just sipped on champagne and watched the twisted kinky act. Brittany kept her eyes closed as she began moaning louder and louder, more of the bottle filling her cunt and widening her as well. “Beg to come, slut,” Ellie ordered. Brittany opened her eyes and instantly pleaded, “Oh Mistress’s and Master can your bride slut come before going back to see my husband, parents and friends.” We all echoed yes simultaneously and watched until a few seconds later Brittany screamed incoherent babble before falling forward and allowing her orgasm to riddle her. Finishing our bubbly as Brittany finished her orgasm; Miranda began to put her dress back on. I said, “No, no, my bride, I think you, me and Kristina here will enjoy the room for a bit longer.” “Hmmmm, is that so?” Miranda purred, looking at Kristina. “I do,” I nodded, moving over to Kristina, placing my semi-erect cock dangling in front of her face. She looked up at me and smiled, “And what do you want me to do with that?” “Get it nice and hard for one of your other holes,” I answered. “Hmmmm,” she moaned, opening her mouth and taking my cock between her lips. Brittany weakly stood up and asked, “May I please go back to ...

... the reception?” “You may,” Ellie and I both said at the same time, both of us looking at each other as if calling each other out like in the old west. Letting her win this one, I returned my gaze to the beautiful black woman sucking my cock. Ellie ordered, “Slut, let’s go.” “Yes, Mistress,” Mom agreed. I watched them leave and soon it was just the three of us in the beautiful wedding suite. Miranda joined us and said, “So is this how you imagined your wedding night?” I laughed, “Can’t say I ever imagined my wedding night.” “Do you like your wedding present?” she asked. Looking down at Kristina bobbing on my cock, I corrected, “She is our wedding present.” “Aaaah, you’re so sweet,” Miranda smiled moving in and kissing me. Finally, breaking the kiss, I suggested, “I’ll fuck her while she eats your pussy.” “I think that is a beautiful idea,” Miranda agreed, but added, “Although I think we should relocate this to the Jacuzzi.” “What a great idea,” I nodded. I pulled my cock out of Kristina’s sweet mouth and said, “Get naked, except the pantyhose, my pet.” “Yes, Master,” Kristina nodded, adorably submissive. A couple minutes later, I was fucking Kristina from behind while she licked Miranda’s cunt. Miranda moaned, “That’s it my slut, how long have you wanted to please me?” “Forever, Mistress,” Kristina moaned, as my cock slammed into her from behind. Miranda looked at me and smiled. The moment was strange for a married couple on their wedding night, yet for us it seemed completely ...