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over a year ago
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It's your wedding day
Your dressed all fine
To calm your nerves
You've had a bottle of wine
The flowers come
So you answer the door
Yet what's stands before you
Makes you float on the floor
His milky brown skin
With sparkling green eyes
Is what made you gasp
With initial surprise
He's suited, and booted
With neatly kept hair
There's a pleasant aroma
Something quite rare.
For a second right there
Your caught in a trance
Beginning to wonder
What be in his pants.
As he passes the flowers
You pull on his hand
Who cares of the day
With a man who looks grand
As you get to the hallway
The guy don't object
You tell him "one second"
You have something to fetch
As you return back before him
With a bottle of wine
You fall to your knees, slowly
One at a time
As you pull on his zipper
He says "wait stop"
But it's far to late now
For hand's on his cock.
You tip you head slowly
To look from both sides
You can't believe it
Just look at his size
It's so much bigger
Than you husband to be
So you lean yourself forward
Eagerly
As you pout your lips
You tease him at first
It's what most men want
Something well rehearsed
His cock starts to harden
Stretching your hands
You so want him so badly.
Do what the he demands.
When you fill your mouth slowly
He's tasting so good
You'll never regret this.
Even though that you should.
You pull yourself off him
To look at the glisten
You so want to swallow
So adjust you position
You take him more deeper
To the back of your throat.
Each suck getting harder
Between which you choke.
With your eyes rolling backwards
Your loving the thought
That any minute now
You could get caught
Taking a second
You reach for the wine
Your giving this guy
A real good time
You trickle it slowly
All over his dick
Using your tongue
To catch every last drip
Licking all over
Working down to his balls
Your thong is so wet now
Just like Niagara Falls
He grips your hair tightly
Fucks your mouth in a rush
Then explodes his hot cum
With one final push
You feel it start dripping
all over your lips
With your throat and your breast tops
Catching stray bits.
With each of your fingers
You clean up the mess
The taste of the essence
Is what you love best.
The lips of of his smile
We're so full of joy
Now that he's had you
For a fuck toy.
He turns right around
Walks back to the door
Leaving you feeling
Like a whore on the floor
As he exits the building
With no single care
Your doing your best
To get his spunk from your hair.
As time starts to pass
Your car has arrived
It now the time love
To act like a bride
Later that day
As you quoted "I do"
There in the background
Was flower man too
As you sat for your meal
With your husband quite near
You asked your new groom
"Who's that over there?"
He replied quite rapid
"Don't you remember him dear?"
"He's been away for a while"
"It's my best mate Sinclair."
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