1. A Wedding Day to Remember Ch. 03


    Date: 10/14/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Mature, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    his pants. Carl said, &#034Quick, sit on the couch, quick, hurry up.&#034 I pulled my robe down and I moved to sit on the love seat. Carl and Jason sat on the couch. Peter walked in and said, &#034Man, I feel great. There is nothing like a sweet loving wife to make a man feel like he is on top of the world. Now, Carl, don't get me wrong, I enjoy your company but Tracy and I have two years of sex to make up in just a few days, so if you will excuse us, I'll call you later and maybe we could take in a round of golf.&#034 Carl got up to leave and he kissed me on my cheek as he said, &#034Peter, you are one lucky bastard. You don't deserve a woman like this one here. I don't know how we, I mean, you got so lucky.&#034 Peter said, &#034Yeah, I know what you mean. I don't deserve Tracy at all. I'm glad she agreed to marry me and that she loves me as she does.&#034 Carl said, &#034One last hug goodbye, Tracy,&#034 sticking out his arms for a hug. As he hugged me he said in my ear, &#034He's right you know -- he doesn't deserve a whore for a wife. I'll call you later.&#034 They left and Peter came up to me held me in his arms kissed me and said, &#034How would you like some more loving, doll? I was so far out of it last night I don't remember much. I hope I didn't hurt you, did I?&#034 I kissed him back and said. &#034No, my love, you did not hurt me. Let me shower first and clean up myself. I feel as if I still have some of your cum inside of me, so let me get cleaned up first.' ...
    Peter reached down between my legs and opened my robe as he felt my pussy; I was slick and dripping wet. He said to me, &#034You ain't k**ding. I must have really filled you up last night.&#034 I began to feel real nasty and I said, &#034Check out the back hole; you filled me there also.&#034 I felt his hand reach behind me and he found my asshole. I felt a finger slide in and he said, &#034I fucked you in your ass last night? Fuck, I don't remember a thing.&#034 We made it to the bed, Peter made love to me and I clung to him trying to feel his dick in me. No matter how hard I moved my hips and my groin there was just no way that he could make me climax. I started praying, &#034please God, this is my husband, help him please, let him make me cum.&#034 Maybe if I hadn't been with all those men yesterday and last night I could feel him better, maybe if I wasn't still wet with so much sperm inside of me I could feel him better. But I just knew that it was not going to happen, no matter what I thought or asked God for. I had ruined my pussy and now my husband just did not feel big enough. I felt him getting close to an orgasm, I decided to fake it and let him think he was making me feel good, I moaned and moaned (mostly out of disappointment) when he said &#034I'm coming, I'm coming.&#034 I shouted, &#034Yes, yes, give it to me, I'm coming too, give me that cock, fuck me honey yea, yea. Oh, baby, that is so wonderful feeling you fill me like that. God, you are a wonderful lover, I'm ...