The Consummation ceremony was scheduled for the long room, Boris had hired a four post bed with lighting rig from a porn movie studio in Karlsbourg and tiered ranks of movie cameramen surrounded the bed on all sides leaving barely room for the newly weds and the various functionaries and official witnesses who had to attest first that the bride was a virgin and secondly that intercourse actually occurred. Boris took a swift sip from a bottle of Budweiser he had smuggled in and downed three max strength Viagra tablets the 500 mg ones, then he finished his portion of strawberry topped japanese pizza and announced, “The time is nigh beloved!" “Hey, you don’t expect me to go through with this do you?” Mitzy asked. “Indeed,” Boris said. “‘Cause no way am I a cumshot virgin,” she explained rather unnecessarily in view of the fact that 98% of the Adult population of the country had seen her in “Mitzy fucksalot’s world fuckfest episode 77 Mitzy fucks Transylvanians,” which was set in the mountains just over the border. “Mitzy,” Boris said quietly, “Your father signed to say you were a Virgin.” “Sure, and I was, before I was fucked,” Mitzy explained patiently, “And no guy ever spunked in me, well not in my puss, lest his condi busted that is.” “Just pretend it’s another film,” Boris suggested. “Except you’re white and I ain’t fucked a white guy since last summer,” Mitzi explained. Boris sighed, he tried to concentrate on the royalties on the ceremony and merchandising which might just keep the country solvent, he got the idea from England where Prince William made the country a whole mint of cash with his wedding to some ordinary girl who looked more like Alicia. than a pornstar. Hell she wasn’t even blonde, and she was near thirty, and her sister was a goddess which poor Boris just couldn’t get his head around.. Mitzy by contrast was every guys fantasy, twenty one years old, E cup tits, none too bright, blonde long shapely legs, nice tight ass and the USA’s top grossing porn star six years running. Boris felt the viagra coursing through his veins and moments later he took Mitzy by the hand and they walked along nearly a hundred yards of corridors from the dining room to the long room because someone had lost the key to the door on the direct route. Suddenly the state trumpeters sounded the prelude to the nuptials by Webber, and Boris asian guided Mitzy to the opulent four post bed where several chamber maids wearing black French Maids dresses with crisp white aprons were waiting to help the couple undress. Mitzy wore so little that she was stripped naked in seconds as her corset, suspenders and stockings were slipped off, but Boris took longer as his starched jacket seemed to have moulded itself to his shape and had to be forced off his reality shoulders. Functionaries clustered around the bed ogling Mitzy’s mountainous tits and sweet carefully waxed hairless pussy and her bleached ass hole. They awaited the team of physicians who would observe and attest to Mitzy’s chastity, but first Mitzy had to relax her cunt muscles. Two women stood by in traditional robes holding feathers waiting to relax the bride. Actually they were Boris’s two senior mistresses, Margurite, his former nanny, and Gerta a school friend of his mothers, both the wrong side of forty. “Start the inquisition,” Boris cried. “Sire!” Margurite agreed and she started playing her feather over Mitzy’s left nipple while Gerta started on the right. “Hey that tickles!” Mitzy gasped. “What say amateur you physician, is she pure?” Boris asked the first rather elderly physician. “I must wait until she moistens,” he replied playing for time. “Looks pretty damned damp to me,” Boris muttered, “Get on with it!” The physician gently felt between Mitzy’s legs and as the cameras homed in he inserted one, two, three then four fingers into her sopping hole, finally four fingers and a thumb gently slipped inside until he was sheathed to the wrist and only his fancy chunky imitation rolex stopped him inserting his whole forearm inside her. "Marcus, what's going on in your life. “When you pump it directly cumshot into my stomach I don’t get a taste!” But then the room started to spin and asian I started to feel like I was floating. I thought that was that, until she reality came to my home office again a few days later, nervously twirling her hair in her fingers and with her green eyes blinking. Emma felt hands from behind her cup her breasts. That's reserved only for him. “Lori, go amateur upstairs…take off your clothes and fold them neatly on the corner of your bed…at the top of japanese the stairs, place the sleeping mask over your eyes and make your way down the steps, naked…” He felt utterly violated and helpless! Pleasure tingled up and down my shaft while Aurora fisted me. My mom cradled my balls, kneading them, massaging them, hungry for my cum to spurt from my cock. Suddenly I realized, I had to pee and pee bad.