Chapter 3
I Walked Down The Aisle Dripping With My Father-in-Law And Brother-in-Law’s Cum
My legs were still shaking as Victor and Marcus adjusted my wedding dress.
Thick, warm globs of their c*m were already leaking out of my freshly f****d p***y and asshole, slowly sliding down my inner thighs. I could feel it — sticky, heavy, and sinful — soaking into the lace of my white garter and threatening to drip onto the marble floor.
“You look perfect,” Victor murmured, kissing my forehead like a loving father-in-law while his hand slid under my dress one last time. He pushed two fingers into my c*m-filled cunt, stirring their mixed loads deeper inside me. “Every step you take down that aisle, you’ll remember who you really belong to now.”
Marcus smirked, wiping a stray drop of c*m from my
