‘I’m a fan of cuckold in my fantasies, so I picture my wedding night with my groom falling asleep right before he has to laid me. His best man, Jacob Frye, enters the room in order to know is everything alright. I complain to him, saying that I’m lonely at my wedding night. He then pulls me down onto my knees and I start to suck his cock through the fabric of my veil. He’s screwing me near my sleeping husband who had too much to drink. I scream and moan while my breasts are bouncing in front of his face. Jacob finishes on my dress and kisses my temple. “I’m glad that I kept you entertained,” he says and leaves the room and I ended up asking myself if I married the right man.’

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