A Mockery Of Tradition

Melissa and Charlie had the whole day nailed down until their officiant bailed. The second guy, Jason, looked ready to save the show, but then he dropped that homophobic bomb right in front of them. No same-sex vows from him unless they earned it. "You want my blessing? Open those legs and take what I give you." Melissa felt the marriage slip away, so she grabbed Charlie by the wrist and whispered, "One rough dick ride for both of us, then he signs the license. Our day still happens, I swear." Charlie bit her lip, hot and pissed, but Melissa worked the angle until Charlie caved. Within minutes the brides-to-be had buried Jason deep. Melissa swallowed him first, gagging and tearing up, while Charlie ate her from behind. The lace spilled off their bodies as Jason switched holes, railing Melissa senseless then shoving inside Charlie next. Sweat dripped down Charlie’s spine as Melissa sucked her tits, guiding every thrust to tighten the deal. Their moans mixed with grunts until Jason emptied every load inside and across them both, finally scratching "married" across the papers like a sweaty trophy rather than a fucking ceremony.