Uncle Ron Collects

With the mounted movie camera running and Lynda still taking photographs, Uncle Ron pulled Archie down from the altar and climbed up. He roughly lifted Betty to her hands and knees and positioned himself behind his niece. Archie watched intensely. He thought that the image of Uncle Ron, dressed like a minister with his huge cock protruding from his robes, towering over the blonde bride was especially obscene.

Uncle Ron wasted no time. He drove his cock all the way into Betty’s just-fucked pussy.

“Ahhhhh!” Betty lifted her head; her eyes were wide open; she moaned loudly as the big, hard cock filled her pussy.

Uncle Ron immediately began a vigorous and rapid fuck. His cock rocketed in and out of the blonde girl. Betty’s firm breasts, freed from the bridal gown, bounced and swayed back and forth as the hard cock plowed into her. She began panting in short gasps, exhaling with every thrust of Uncle Ron’s cock.

Uncle Ron seemed to pick up speed. His cock slapped into Betty’s pussy with loud slurps. Suddenly, he cried out and slammed his cock into Betty especially hard. Holding her gown-covered hips steady, he pumped his cum into the girl. After a few minutes he pulled his semi-hard cock from Betty’s pussy. Globs of sticky, white cum dripped from the end of his cock. Archie could see a river of cum flowing from Betty’s gaping pussy. Lynda moved in close to record the flow on film.

Betty’s arms collapsed. Her head dropped down onto the altar. Uncle Ron wiped his dripping cock with the hem of Betty’s bridal gown and climbed down from the altar.

He turned to Archie and smiled broadly. “Help Lynda get Betty cleaned up and dressed. We’re done for today. You better get her home before her parents get back.” With that Uncle Ron gathered up the cameras and film and disappeared into his darkroom.