The Maid of Honour

Watching as Jason started to double penetrate Heather with his new grown tail Paula bit her lip in envy. Glancing over to

“You know why they call it a maid of honour?” Paula asked Jason and Heather's fathers leaning her head up between them.

Barely turning away from the spectacle of their children fornicating, publicly to the room, each feeling as if they themselves were fucking they barely muttered a response.

Paula however was feeling more driven from her exposure to the Idol's influence, the wondrous sensation of her friends consummation making her even more excited for what Heather had asked of her and Phil.

Stepping around the two men Paula crouched down brushing their pressured erections through their pants. “Its so I might have the honour.” Paula teased nuzzling her face into Heather's dad's crotch. “Don't tell me you've never even thought about this.” She added, groping herself and toying with the flower blossom atop her dress, relishing the sensitive way it tingled through her nipple.

Jason's father quickly dropped his fly, struggling to pull his cock free, eager to stroke it as he enjoyed feeling, and watching his son fuck his bride.

Giggling Paula swayed over, “Now that's what I mean.” Paula cheerfully expressed before laying a few gentle kisses. “May I?” She teasingly asked, shrieking in delight as she received no words in response, but instead a pull of her head against the warm cock.

Licking up and swallowing the shaft, Paula massaged Heather's father's bulge. Eagerly looking to wind these two married men up into tag teaming her. The added delight of their wives maybe watching while breaking their own wedding vows too adding a touch of excitement.

Moaning happily Paula looked up while sucking on the hard cock, gazing between the two men. As she heard and felt Jason and Heather's sex begin to reach its apex Paula slowed and more lavishly enjoyed the cock. Popping it free from her mouth and smacking it against her cheeks as she started to draw the attention of the two married men away from their fornicating children, and towards their own final descent into damnation.

As Jason and Heather broke from their sexual joining it seemed like the room was suddenly taken of pause.

“SLUT!” Gerrard shouted at his wife, her only response being to turn from being fingered and flaunting her rejuvenated youth as she dropped to her knees, quickly whipping out and sucking the best man's cock.

Gerrard turned to Heather's father, grabbing hold of Paula's head and pressing his swelling cock against the back of her throat. “Honestly, after that show you should have some of this.” Gerrard remarked letting Paula's head free as she started gasping for breath around his cock.

Gasping for breath Paula smiled up at him, “Ooh… you really should Richard. Or should I call you Dick?” Paula then teased, using Heather's father's name and quickly thinking about its English slang for. He felt like he had some dick…