I was as excited as a little boy, that September, Thursday night, when Neva, my 23-y/o daughter, was wearing high-heeled shoes, crotchless pantyhose and a bridal veil.

She was slender, had brown hair, small tits, a fine bottem, trim legs and an interest in simulated forcc.

Having ‘dated’ her for 9 months, though, her white, 24-y/o boyfriend, Gary, commanded her to marry him, epecially since she adored his 11-inched cock.

As a former priest, my white, 46-y/o friend, Lloyd, had agreed to perform the ceremony in my living room.

‘The lusty wench is your daughter, is she?’ he asked me.

‘Yeah. Unforunately, my slutty wife, Vanna, died in car accident 5 years ago,’ I answered.

‘I’m sorry to hear that,’ Lloyd replied.

‘Me, too. But that was when you started fucking Neva, wasn’t it?’ Gary said.

‘I realized she’s a notorous tramp,’ I told him.

‘You’re infamous, aren’t you?’ Lloyd questioned her.

‘Yes, I am.’

‘That’s right, and blasphemous by nature,’ Lloyd said, then took a 8”x3” statue of the Virgim Mary from his pocket and gave it to her.

‘Probe your indecent womb!’ he ordered.

‘Yes, sir!’ - and Neva slowly inserted the icon in her snatch.

‘Hump that like a dog!’ Gary snarled.

‘Do it, you little mutt!’ I added.

However, we men watched her panting and using the ‘didldo’ until Gary jerked it out and wiped in across her pretty face.

‘Your dad was right! You’re fucking notorious!’ he said.

‘Do you deserve to get married?’ Lloyd inquired.

‘No,’ she responded.

‘Kneel,’ Lloyd instructed.

She did, and Lloyd continued, ‘Repeat after me: “I’m an impure woman.”

‘I’m an inpure woman.’

“I’m filth incarnate.”

‘I’m filth incarnate.’

“I’m a vile whore.”

‘I’m a vile whore!’ she blushed.

‘Yeah, you are and you want us to pretend we’re raping you, don’t you?’ I laughed.

‘Yes, sir!’ Neva moaned as Gary, Lloyd and I stripped.

Once we had, my future son-in-law smashed his penis into her bowels.

Eeeh! Hurt me!’ Neva screamed. ‘Rip her apart!’ Lloyd advised Gary who bellowed, ‘I will, you disgusting pig!’

‘He’s an ornery bastard, isn’t he?’ I grinned.

‘He’s angrily bulling her,’ Lloyd had barely smiled when Gary emptied his nuts in her anus.

He withdrew from her and stepped aside before Lloyd shoved his 10-inched pecker into her vag.

‘To hell with you, bitch!’ he exclaimed while I slammed my 7-inched into rod into Neva’s mouth.

‘Aarrmm!’ she gagged.

For 10 minutes, though, Lloyd and I abused until she had an orgasm.

‘Are you ready to defile my daughter?’ I then asked,

‘Sure,’ Lloyd answered as he drained his balls into her cunt and I her throat.

‘Now, Gary, recite your vows. Do you promise not to love or repect her?’ Lloyd said.

‘I do,’ Gary responded.

‘Then, I pronounce you husband and wife,’ Lloyd intoned.

The next day, I accompanied Gary and Neva to the courthouse where they signed the marriage certicate.

And I must say I’d never seen a happier bride!