Wedding reception
My wife Shelly and I attended my cousin Tony's wedding,
I was in the wedding party so i was required to wear a tux.
Shelly wore formal just because she wanted to, and she looked
like something I could eat up. During the reception, we
danced and drank plenty and flirted with each other the
whole night. During dinner, Shelly placed her hand on my
crotch, where I got an instant hard on. Shelly gently massaged
my hard on, while we were still trying to maintain a conversation
at the table with relatives I hadn't seen in a while anyway.
I slip my hand under the table and unzipped my pants, which
let my cock out. Shelly stroked my cock; all I could think
about was what I was going to do to her later, which made me
even more arroused. Shelly could tell I was liking this
and jerked me harder which was casusing me to breathe heavier,
and a slight sweat broke out on my forehead. Shelly's hand
glided over my cock and her touch was so intense, that I lost
myself in a dream of her and I going to the bride's dressing
room and tearing each others clothes off. Fucking as hard
as we could on the bride's boudoir. it was a hot thought,
and with that I came with a bang. Cum shot to the underside
the table as I nearly flipped out of my seat at the table.
Everyone at the table grew silent for a second and my startled
grandmother asked me if I was ok. My uncle Clive had a stupid
look on his face and Shelly was had a smirk on her face. Then
Shelly got up and stated walking toward the bride's dressing
room....I excused myself after zipping as best I could.
I was about to make that dream come true
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