Alexis heard the moans of a whore echoing in the room. She knew it was herself moaning but she could not believe this was happening and she was in lustful, slutty bliss. She was lying across the arm of the couch; her wedding dress pushed up over her hips. She heard number six grunting as he rammed his cock deep into her just as the first five had. He moaned then she felt his cum shoot into her, mixing with the others’. “You will take all of them, each one of my groomsmen,” he had told her. That’s love…

The Groomsmen
"The bride-to-be had one task to complete on her wedding day. Or was it six?"
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