Ms. Prittey placed Phil into the palm of her hand so she could speak better. "Dear," Ms. Prittey said, "we have been living together for the last 5 years. It is about time that we got married." Phil, who had finally come to, sat up in his former teacher's hand and said "wait, what do you mean married?" Ms. Prittey smiled and said "well, we should make it official. Let the world know that we are together. Don't worry, I'll make all the arrangements. For now, back in you go." Phil screamed "NO!" as Ms. Prittey tossed him back into his prison. The tongue enveloped him once more.
A few hours later, Ms. Prittey's hand reached into her mouth and removed Phil. He looked around and saw that Ms. Prittey was wearing a white dress with a deep, plunging neckline. Ms. Prittey placed Phil in a harness of sorts which was attached to a necklace. The necklace went around Ms. Prittey's neck, while Phil hung from the bottom. Ms. Prittey released Phil, and he landed between on both of her massive breasts. She placed her finger on top of him and pushed him deep into her cleavage. Phil could no longer see where he was, and could not free himself. Ms. Prittey's dress was keeping her breasts tightly pressed together.
Off in the distance, Phil could hear music playing, and it sounded like a wedding song. It felt as thought Ms. Prittey was walking, but he couldn't be sure. After a few minutes, he heard some talking, but he couldn't hear anything. Suddenly, Phil felt the string pulling on his harness, and he was yanked from the warmth of Ms. Prittey's boobs. He looked around, and saw many people in attendance, seemingly all women. "Well," called a voice from above." Phil looked up and saw a strange woman standing in front of him. She glared down at him and said "I said, do you take Veronica Prittey as your wife?" Phil opened his mouth to protest, but Ms. Prittey placed her finger over his mouth and said "yes he does." The woman smiled and said, "in that case, I pronounce Phil married to Ms. Prittey." She then looked at Ms. Prittey said "Veronica, you may kiss your husband."
Ms. Prittey lifted up her necklace and swung Phil around. All Phil could see were Ms. Prittey's tremendous lips puckered in front of him. He put his hands up in defense, but they were no match, and Ms. Prittey attacked him with the biggest kiss he could have imagined. The crowd cheered, and finally Phil was released.
After the kiss..........
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author
