Wedding Bells Cum

Saturday morning came. The sun was shining.

On Thursday Mr. Custer had moved out of the boarding house and into the new home he had purchased for his bride-to-be. He had told Emma that, even though it was hard for him, he wanted to "save it up" for their wedding night. Emma had relayed this to Snake after their second fuck late Friday night.

Snake had already satisfied Mrs. Grayson earlier that evening. "Don't keep the bride up too late," she had joked as Snake left her room. Snake knew that the land lady was below them, lying in bed. He wondered if she was pleasuring herself listening to Snake pound down on the schoolteacher.

"Just think," Snake played with Emma's tits, "in a few hours you'll be wearing white and standing before the preacher. You'll be a married lady."

"Mmmmm," Emma reached down and stroked Snake's cock; it began to stir again, "and once I'm married I can't teach school in this town. I'll have lots of time to entertain visitors who are careful to avoid my husband."

Snake liked the idea of fucking this randy woman in the future, but jealous husbands were not his idea of fun.

"Fuck me once more," Emma pulled Snake close. "I want to take the train to Denver with a pussy full of you."

"Miss Emma," Snake laughed as he entered the hot, pregnant, bride-to-be, "I do believe that you are a fallen woman."

Just as she asked, Snake filled her with cum. He watched, sitting next to Mrs. Grayson in church, as Emma became Mrs. Thomas Custer. He waved with a small crowd of friends as the newlyweds left on the train to Denver.

"So," Mrs. Grayson chuckled as they walked back to the boarding house, "how are you going to spend your nights now, big boy!"