Finally, after what seemed to be hours my eyes opened, but barely. Then I began to have second thoughts. My head was pounding and my mouth felt as though it was filled with cotton. I couldn’t understand. I had been very careful at the reception, drinking only a sip of champagne in a private toast to my gorgeous bride and two gin and tonics over the next four hours. Why then did I have the mother of all hangovers? Prying my eyes open I looked up to see my gorgeous sexy wife still wearing the tight white corset that supported her large milky white breasts fully exposed at the top and her naked pussy open and available at the bottom. “Dear God, Lori—I can’t believe I fell asleep on our wedding night. We didn’t get to consummate sex our marriage, showing the depth of our love for each other.” “It’s good that you’re finally awake, Sean, but not to worry—I did more than enough consummating for both of porn us.” I was still shaking sleep from my brain when I asked, “What…what are you talking about?” “You need to know how things are going to be between us from now on and there’s no better time than right now.” She reached down to hold my chin with her left hand while she viciously slapped me with her right. “It was so considerate of you to let me make the honeymoon arrangements. Let me show you. Here’s my boarding pass—Philadelphia to Los Angeles to Honolulu.” It said ‘Lori Canning’ because she still had to change her name to mine. "And here’s the other one.” I couldn’t believe my eyes. It read “Michael Hathaway,” Lori’s loser ex-boyfriend. By now I was up on my elbow and I could clearly see Lori’s red swollen pussy with the long tracks of what appeared to be semen running down her inner thighs. Looking up at her I asked, demanding an answer, “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?” At my words she produced what looked like a garage door remote. She pushed the button and my first reaction was to curl up in a fetal position. I had felt a strong electrical shock to my balls. That fuck was the first time I noticed the heavy-duty stainless steel cock cage on my genitals and the thick extension piece sextape just above my testicles that I realized had been the source of the shock. As I rolled up I fell onto the floor, still in some pain. I had been shocked—no doubt--but mostly I had been surprised; more about that later. I was still rolled up on the floor when I noticed Lori’s so-called blowjob ex had walked up to where I was lying. Damn, but I hated this asshole. “Ha ha! Now leave me the hell alone, I hurt that son of a bitch I want blowjob to finish him before he can heal. I fell asleep that night in Peter’s bed. I admit I was really hot for it and was feeling a bit dizzy with all the feelings and emotions going on in my body and so as I let him feel me I reached out and started to touch his cock. She hypothesized that this juice that was the cause of their troubles. Lucky for us, their banking secrecy laws encourage financially induced amnesia," Sheila laughed. “Good.” If a car came by, they would have porn to look our way quickly to get even a glimpse of us at the speed they'd be going. But two of them hold me face down by my arms while the weedy one mounts me sex and drills me into the mattress. “You stick your dick in me – mouth, pussy, and ass. “Ok, you two, this is going to be a long one.” Nearly tearing my rotator cuff in the process, I hurled Sonja’s fuck frisbee as hard as I could. I am sorry if I gave you that impression the other day, taking his arm as I did.” I didn’t even bother to clean up. They were in the den with the door closed and the TV on. Soon my towel fell and she grabbed my hard cock. They are all chatting quietly as they are bathing her. sextape “Don’t worry; I’ll let you know when I want you to stop.” I said. I quickly turn around, trying to hide the shame on my face. “Please Sir! No one under the age of fourteen has sex in this story.