Wedding Jitters

Wedding day. Amy’s standing there in her dress when she walks in and catches Colin latched onto his stepmom’s tit like it’s the last meal he’ll ever taste. Martha just smiles like it’s the most normal thing in the world. Says he’s always needed it, ever since he was a kid. Says Amy’s overreacting. Amy’s frozen, tits rising with every sharp breath, watching Colin suck hard while Martha strokes his hair. The brunette wants to bolt, heels already shifting toward the door, but Martha’s voice is calm and filthy. “Nothing’s changed. He’s still the same man you’re marrying. You just get to learn his favorite way to calm him down, too.” Next thing Amy knows she’s pushed forward, dress yanked down, and Martha’s guiding her onto the bed beside them. Colin’s mouth finds Amy’s nipple while Martha’s hand slips between her legs, and suddenly the pre-ceremony jitters turn into something way dirtier. Two busty brunettes, one nervous groom, and zero chance the wedding’s getting called off now.