The Bridesmaid

Carrie pushed deeper into you, coaxing your caged little cock into another cum. You whimpered and whined just like a girl now.

"W-w-what's got you so stressed out, Mommy?" you cried.

"Mmmm. Still looking for one more bridesmaid. It's frustrating, so frustrating. I need just the right one." You thought, as well as you could while your Mommy's eight inch strapon was plowing your ass.

"What ... what if Joanie did it?" Carrie slowed down.

"Are you serious, sweetie?" she asked, draping her body over yours.

"I've been thinking about this for awhile. I'm ready to be Joanie. Full time. Like change my name and everything. And I'd love to your bridesmaid ... to watch you marry my Daddy," you squeaked. Carrie hugged you tight.

"Oh, you're the bridesmaid I wanted sweetie. So much. I want this, and I'm so glad you've offered. You've made Mommy so happy."

She started fucking you again, but this time like she was making love to you. You both loved it.