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I know what Barbara is wearing and I think that the two of you will look great. Now leave the girls alone so we can plan what to wear.” I usually knew when to shut up and this was clearly one of those times. I picked up a pork chop with my fork and when Barbara held out her plate I passed it over to facial her before being rewarded with a nice, but chaste kiss. Once my sisters decided what they were going to wear the meal was like so many Brunette others we’d had over the years, loaded with animated discussion. Tonight, however, it was all centered on the wedding. My sister Marie told us that she had gone to the pharmacy this afternoon to buy flashbulbs and film for her Kodak Brownie. “I’m going to take a lot of pictures,” she told us with a huge smile. Suddenly, Barbara had a somber serious expression on her face. “Jack, we don’t have any rings.” “We don’t need rings to get married, but we blowjob do have some. They are a matching set to your solitaire as you’ll see when you get it back. Okay, now?” She smiled again and threw her big cocks arms around my neck, kissing me passionately in front of my giggling sisters and smiling parents. Turning to the sisters on the other side of the table she said, “You’d better get used to seeing that. What did I tell you about kissing Jack, Carole?” “You kiss him as often as you can.” “And he deserves it, too. How many boys do you think would rescue their fiancée the way Jack has rescued me? A lot of them would have turned tail and run, leaving me high and dry even though I did nothing wrong. Only crosses are permitted around your neck, but there’s no school rule about wearing rings or bracelets. I’m very lucky to have him and all of you, too.” That was my cue to Hardcore lean over and kiss my future bride. Rather than help with the dishes, Barbara, Carole, and I were excused so I could shine the shoes. I did Carole’s and mine and then I got my first glimpse of what Barbara would wear. Her shoes were a silvery color. That was the only way I could describe them. Fortunately she had polish for them. I assumed correctly that it was squirreled away in the box with the shoes. Looking at Barbara I resolved to thank Mrs. Gleason the next time I saw her. That happened much earlier that I had thought. She and Mr. Gleason were at the house at eight the following morning, arriving just before my Aunt Debbie and Uncle Dave with my cousins. We left the house at 8:35 in three cars—Mr. and Mrs. Gleason with my parents and Angela, the cousins with Aunt Debbie and Uncle Dave, and my remaining two sisters with Barbara and me. Angela volunteered to get on line if necessary as we would be about ten minutes later due to picking up Eli. Once down in the Village I turned right at the playground, the site of some really intense basketball games. So far as I knew, I was the only white guy to play there without hearing plenty of jibes and insults. Then again, there wasn’t one other player who could keep up with me. After the playground I made another left and a right before pulling into Eli’s driveway. Carole squeezed out from the back seat and sprinted up the sidewalk. The front door opened just as she arrived and Eli scooped her up into his arms. “Hey there, Big C; I hear you’re in the wedding, too.” Then he hugged her, giving her a big kiss. Carole loved when he called her Big C, especially because she was by far the smallest in our family. Or should I say, amazing at fucking!" Look at me, I thought, look at the debased whore who blowjob bends over for it in public. "Well, I'm proud of you son, and you are going to help me join in on the fun and get my long pecker into the act," he said rubbing his hand facial lewdly over his erect COCK hidden only by a thin layer of nylon cloth."But you must play along with my plan, understand?" he asked with a shit-faced grin on his face. The wire finally Brunette pulled free to expose a vibrating egg. “Jenny is not into sports. Do you think you can finish eating this cunt that is Hardcore filled with another man’s sperm? Damn , he thought. Hot jizz pulsed out of me and flooded her twat. "You need to go now though." My firm belly and lower back will be bared to the universe for the duration of the Rape Run, along with my legs, my arms and big cocks a lot more of my ass than I want to show. Again, the scream and the jump but in a minute, she was fucking back against my finger. As I stripped naked both Patricia and Brenda grabbed me and started ripping off my clothes saying WE FUCKING WANT YOU NAKED NOW!! I also never told her she had to call anyone a Master or Mistress, but she had to call them Ma'am or Sir. Oh, and I would suggest we get Coke to drop off a couple of hundred cases of Coke in the can along with Sprite and Diet Coke,” Bobby tells me.