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because I want you to buy yourself a wedding dress and
tons of sexy clothes that show off your new cleavage. You’re gonna
turn heads in every expensive restaurant in town.”
    She hugged him so hard she nearly broke him.
She really was fucking strong.
    “And get lots of lingerie because I want you
to fuck as many guys as you can on our honeymoon.”
    She took out his cock and was not at all
surprised to find him rock hard. She tore off her underwear and
guided him inside her. Penetrating her pussy felt like going home
after a long trip.
    “I’ve reserved the ambassador suite at a
Disneyworld five star resort in Orlando. I’m gonna fuck you dressed
as Mickey.”
    Her eyes glazed over again and he wondered if
she took another one of those awesome pain pills. Her breathing
rapidly changed and her fingernails dug into his back and she
pulled him ever closer.
    “Oh, that porn star you thought was so hot --
Deep Canyon, I think her stage name is -- agreed to rock your world
as long as we let her sell it exclusively on her website. We’re
each gonna put $10,000 towards publicity, so I invited her to the
wedding since she’s gonna fuck you afterwards. She said she may
even stay if we have more guys than you can handle.”
    Mike swore he heard an engine start deep
inside her, like she was overheating.
    “I’d rather have too many guys than too few.
I’ll make sure they all provide proof that they’re clean. I want
them to cover you in sperm. I want you to suck tons of cock and
walk around with a river of cum flowing down your leg.”
    Even with the special grandma bra, her tits
bounced dangerously as she got really into it. She arched her back
and squeezed a nipple.
    “If you don’t mind, I’d like to lick their
cum off of your new tits, and suck it out of your pussy and anus. I
want you to have so much anal that you walk like a penguin. Hell, I
may take it up the ass myself. Can you imagine licking another
man’s cum from your husband’s virgin anus?”
    He pounded her hard now, not sure how much
longer he could last. She looked on the edge and ready to leap
off.
    “Your friends told me which guys you liked in
high school, and several of them expressed interest in fucking the
shit out of you on our wedding night. Your mom mentioned you had
the hots for a Russian gymnast who won a bunch of medals.”
    Mara breathed in ragged breaths like a
marathoner. Her eyes looked huge. She kept staring at him like he
was a fucking god.
    “I hired an ad agency to put banner ads on
all the big porn sites to let people know they can check out our
honeymoon in real time for free. We’ll visit the Disney parks when
you’re not fucking your harem. Oh, and Frank wants to know if you’d
let him fuck you.”
    Mara’s scream pierced the heavens and rattled
the windows. Mike had never heard of anyone cuming so loud. Good
thing they lived alone. For a moment he worried about the
neighbors, then thought, fuck-em.
    “We’ll come back for your next checkup, then
we’ll spend a month in Europe. There’s a hospital in Geneva that’s
doing cutting edge work on your type of leukemia. Dan and Dana
highly recommend them. I don’t expect them to cure you, but it will
be worth it if they give me even an extra day with you. Between
appointments I want you to spend $10,000 euros shopping for clothes
in Paris, Madrid, and Rome.”
    He had assumed her orgasm peaked, but now he
saw fear in her eyes as something powerful rattled her body like a
demon in a horror movie. But Mike still fucked her hard. He felt
her nails dig into his buttocks -- really, he must cut those
bastards before she sliced off what little cushion he had back
there.
    “I’ve hired a ridiculously good looking
masseuse to rub the tension out of you and to fuck your brains out.
Honestly, I can only cum five times a day, and you have fifty years
of sex to make up for. He’s waiting for you to eat breakfast first.
And the Jacuzzi will arrive tomorrow. An old Chinese guy who