After a few minutes of stroking, gently, in and out of her pulsing passage, she called my name, pleading, coaxing, ..
Her body tensed and she gasped as the orgasm washed over her.
I was getting close and gripped her hips harder – planning to finish strong.
“Reggie!” she called – just before I began.
She was panting.
“Mouth! Cum in my mouth,” she wheezed.
She reached down, pulled up her leggings, and wriggled her amazing ass – to get the tight garment back into place.
I couldn’t help it, I traced a finger down the Spandex-covered cheek of her ass – and dipped into the shadowed gap beneath – to gently caress the place I’d just had my penis.
She spun around, gave me a quick peck, and then dropped to her knees – immediately capturing my stiff rod between her talented lips.
Her right hand was fumbling with her jacket. I couldn’t figure out what she was up to – but it didn’t matter – she was sucking on my cock-knob like a fucking vacuum cleaner.
Normally, my lover deep-throated me – not that I had time to be concerned about it. The tidal-wave of my climax was coming – and I was going to be carried away by it.
My balls shriveled – and my body convulsed – ejecting my seed in wave after wave.
I felt the crown of my phallus get cold – and looked down to see that she was collecting my spurting semen in a small plastic container.
When it was full, she took the head of my penis back into her mouth and used her tongue to coax out the rest.
Once I had finished, she stood, opened her mouth – to show me her prize – and then gazed into my eyes as she swallowed it down – licking her lips at the end – like it was her favorite flavor of ice cream.
She wanted a kiss. As much as I was grossed out by the idea, she was drop-dead gorgeous – and she’d just let me fuck her – and blow my load in her mouth. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her like I loved her – because I did. She loved me and I loved her – and we both loved Kasey.
I ducked down, wrapped my arms around her ass, lifted her into the air – and begged her for another kiss.
She giggled like a schoolgirl, grabbed my face in her hands, and kissed me again – a long, loving kiss.
When I was out of breath, I lowered her to the ground, claimed her hand once more – lacing our fingers together – and guided her back to the path.
My libido was so sated that I didn’t even pause to admire her beautiful butt when she leaned over to duck under a branch.
I walked her to the car and begged another kiss.
“What’s that for?” I asked, nodding to the small container.
“You’ll see,” she promised, sheepishly.
I opened the door for her and she climbed in. I waited until she had pulled out of the lot before I went to get in my own car to head home.
I showered – frowning at having to wash my lover’s fresh scent from my body – but it wouldn’t do for me to show up at my wedding smelling like my mother-in-law’s pussy.
I cruised by work – to double-check with Mack that he’d gotten my schedule covered for the next week or so.
As I headed for the exit, he called out that he wanted to see footage – if a WWE Smack-Down broke out between Grandma Mitchell and Grandma Williams.
I arrived at the church early, but my sexy mother-in-law was already there – so I knew the girls were downstairs, getting ready.
My bride’s mother had switched to a pair of khaki capris, white loafers, and a burgundy blouse that somehow set off her brown eyes – making her look even more intelligent than normal.
She claimed a hug and kiss from me – and pinched my butt, grinning wickedly.
Grandma Mitchell showed up with a deck of Uno cards – and we found a table in the foyer to play – while I waited for time to pass.
My secret lover sat and visited with us, waiting for various deliveries to show up. Each time, she would disappear to get the things where they needed to be – and then she would return.
“I can see why her mother-in-law hates her,” Grandma Mitchell confided to me as Kasey’s mom took off – once more – to handle a new arrival. “She’s calm & confident – and that would make Ethyl notice her own inadequacies.”
“Ethyl?” I said, smirking. “As in alcohol?”
“She IS highly volatile,” Grandma chuckled.
Soon enough, guests started showing up and Grandma told me that I should probably go start getting ready.
Paul and Nick were sitting in the room that had been designated as our changing-area.
I caught up on how their relationships were proceeding. Neither of them was in a hurry to follow in my footsteps – but they were both very happy with how things were going with their respective love-interests.
Pastor John stuck his head in – and gaped at us – when he saw that we hadn’t changed yet. We took that as our cue to hurriedly throw on the monkey suits.
I led my groomsmen out to stand beside Pastor John. I leaned towards him and whispered, “I should probably tell you …”
He held up a hand.
“I don’t need to know if the two of you have been intimate,” he said, grinning.
I chuckled, “Excessively playful, maybe, but no, not intimate. I was going to tell you that I don’t remember anything you said last night.”
He laughed out loud.
“That’s normal. Just watch your bride – and her mother – for cues – and you’ll probably survive today without serious injury.”
I smiled at him, thinking, “Dude, if you only knew ..”
I looked up to realize my mother-in-law was giving me the finger – the beckoning one – and hurried down the aisle to see what was wrong.
“We don’t have ushers,” she said to me. “You should probably seat the mothers and grandmothers. Start with Kasey’s grandmother – and then your grandmothers – then me – then your mom.”
I nodded and hurried to follow her instructions.
Ethyl Williams huffed at me as I offered her my elbow – but she took it. I looked around for her husband – and then realized he’d be in the foyer – waiting for my bride.
I tried to judge how much room I’d need for my MILF-lover to be seated – plus a reasonable buffer between the two of them – but the hag plopped down right on the aisle – in the spot where Kasey’s mom was supposed to sit. I should have expected that the bitch would take advantage of every opportunity to fuck with us.
I decided to call an audible – and changed the play.
Pop & Mimi were next. I offered Grandma my arm and put her in the seat next to where I was going to deposit mom & dad – with a little room to spare.
I returned to face Grandma Mitchell. “Can I ask you for a favor?” I whispered. “No need,” she said, in a normal tone of voice. “I approve. Put me between the bitch and her husband.”
I looked at my mother-in-law and my mother, grinning in victory, and said, “I’ll be back for you two. You’ll be sitting together – on my side of the aisle.”
They nodded to me as I turned to offer Grandma Mitchell my arm.
The heartless hag nearly shit herself when I dropped my grandmother off.
“Well, hello Ethyl! It so nice to see you again. Lovely day for a wedding!”