I got married in jeans, no pantyhose. The minute I told S I was done stalling and I was ready to get married ( and subsequently give him my ass cherry,) he said we should celebrate and to dress comfy. He made a few phone calls and a few hours later I found myself on a plane. I had no idea where we were going and still didn't know where we landed. Before I got off the plane I was blindfolded, and led to a car. When the blinfold was removed I found myself standing in front of Elvis. I think you can guess the rest.
And yes Anal, I have officially tried anal. A lot. S refused to put his penis in any other hole for 2 solid days.
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