Tyler rested his hands on her head and twined his fingers in her hair. "That's our good girl," he whispered. "Such a very good girl."

After a few minutes, Tyler pulled her off his cock and turned her head toward Tom. "Now get him nice and hard, love."

That wouldn't be difficult. He was already hard, drops of pre-cum glistening at the slit in the head. She flicked her tongue over it, scooping up the pearly drops and enjoying the taste of them rolling down her tongue before she engulfed him with her mouth.

He softly moaned. "Goddamn, baby girl. You know what I like, don't you."

She worked on his cock for several minutes as her own juices began coating the insides of her thighs. Before she could make him come, Tom pulled her off him and hoisted her up by the arm.

"Bed, now, baby girl. I need my cock inside your pussy." He pushed her down onto her hands and knees and knelt behind her. While he lined up his engorged head with her pussy lips, Tyler crawled underneath her.

She needed no coaxing to lean down and suck his cock into her mouth while he latched onto her clit with his.

"That's what I like to see," Tom said as he plunged home, hard and deep.

Between that and the feel of Tyler's lips on her clit, she exploded. His cock in her mouth muffled her cries as Tom fucked her hard and fast. He had to hold on to her hips to keep from driving her up the bed.

"That's it," Tom encouraged. "Let Tyler lick another one out of you."

She couldn't squirm away from the delicious torment either, because Tyler wrapped his arms around her waist from underneath her and wouldn't let go. He kept her coming, one after another so that the sensation blurred into one long orgasm that just wouldn't quit.

When Tyler stopped, it startled her enough that she opened her eyes and let out a soft, disappointed cry.

"Don't worry, love," Tyler assured her. "I have a plan."

He crawled out from under her, forcing her to relinquish his cock, making her whine again. When Tom stopped fucking her and pulled out, she started to sit up and object, but he put a hand in the middle of her back.

"Where do you think you're going, baby girl?"

She realized Tyler had crawled back into bed after handing something to Tom. As Tyler slid beneath her and pulled her onto his cock, sinking deep inside her, she felt Tom drizzling lube down the seam of her ass.

She wiggled her hips against Tyler and let him pull her head down so he could kiss her, his fist buried in her hair. Now she knew what they were going to do.

Tom quickly sheathed himself in a condom and slowly worked his cock into her ass. As the engorged head of his shaft passed her rim she let out a louder moan, muffled by Tyler's tongue in her mouth.

Ahh, heaven!

The sensation of both men filling her sent her over the edge again as Tyler's cock glided along her swollen and sensitive clit. The men found a perfect rhythm, one driving deep as the other withdrew, a delicious swirl of sensations rolling through her as they fucked her.

Tom's strokes became shorter and faster, signaling how close he was. Tyler must have sensed it, too, because she felt his cock begin throbbing inside her just before his cum filled her pussy. Then she moaned as one last orgasm spread through her.

"Yes!" Tom fell still, his cock throbbing inside her. Nevvie's arms and legs felt like jelly. She plopped down on top of Tyler, sated and one big ball of mush as Tom carefully withdrew from her ass.

Tyler started laughing, managing to roll her onto her side with Tom's help. "I think we broke the pet, Thomas."

He snickered. "Naw, we didn't break her." He sat on the end of the bed, leaned over, and kissed her. "She might break us one of these days, as horny as she's been."

"Enjoy it, boys," she mumbled. "Remember, we still haven't reached the bitchy part of my pregnancy yet." Tom laughed as he stepped into the bathroom to clean up.

"She's got a point, Ty," he called back to them.

Chapter Twenty-One.

Peggy stood in front of her mirror and threw her hands up in frustration. "I give up!" She turned to the assemblage of women. "I can't do a thing with my hair."

Karen laughed. "Momma, you look beautiful." The other women concurred.

"You're just nervous," Nevvie said. "Remember, it's casual. You yourself said you wanted casual."

"I know." She turned back to the mirror and took a deep breath. "I don't know why I'm getting so upset. Andy's seen me at my worst over the past couple of months and he still wants me."

"Of course he wants you," Cheryl said. "He's in love with you."

She turned again, looking at all her daughters. "Y'all are really okay with this?"

"Yes!" everyone said in unison. It wasn't the first time she'd asked.

More like the fifty-first.

"Even though it all happened sort of suddenly?"

"Momma," Katie said, "you're happier than we've seen you in... Well, since Daddy died. You deserve to be happy. We all want that for you."

"And I promise I'll quit with the jokes about me being married to my brothers," Nevvie teased.

"Oh, hush, you." Still, Peggy smiled. "Well, let's do this thing. We've got a whole yard full of people wanting to eat."

Tom knocked on the door before sticking his head in. "Dej vu, we've got one nervous groom sweating his balls off and fanning himself in front of the fridge. You ready, Momma?"

"Ready as I'll ever be, sugar. You girls go on out. I'll be right there."

They did, leaving Tom alone with his mother.

"You look good, Momma."

"Yeah?"

"You look happy."

"Y'all aren't just saying you're okay with this, are you?"

He took her hands in his and tenderly squeezed. "Daddy would want you to be happy. We all love Andrew. We couldn't have asked for a better ending if Tyler had written it this way on purpose."

She took a deep breath. "Okay. Let's do it."

Tom hooked his arm through hers and led her out of the house and down the yard to where everyone was located by the lake. They were using the same arch Karen had used for her ceremony two weeks earlier, but Peggy had insisted it didn't need any other decorations. Tom had ordered the tent, chairs, and tables from the same rental company. But instead of a caterer, Peggy had insisted on Publix deli food and a Publix cake.

He had to admit, they made damn good cakes.

Andrew stood in front of the arch with Tyler by his side as the best man. Adam would again be the ring "bear," and Peggy had asked her daughters and Nevvie to be her bridesmaids. To keep it fair since she didn't want to make one the maid of honor, she'd decided Adam would hand the ring to her.

Tom walked her up to the arch as friends and family looked on. The reverend smiled. "Who gives this woman away?"

Tom grinned. "My sisters and I do. And it's about dang time."

"Hush, Tommy," she scolded, but she still smiled.

Everyone laughed. Tom stepped back to the side out of the way as Andrew took her hands.

They kept it short, sweet, and simple. Tom exchanged playful winks with both Tyler and Nevvie throughout the vows.

When the preacher declared them man and wife and the newlyweds kissed, Tom sniffled and blinked away a couple of tears of his own. They still had a lot of good years in them. Plenty of time to enjoy the happiness they rightfully deserved.

He couldn't remember the last time he'd seen his mom's smile look so deep, as if it touched every corner of her heart and soul instead of being a well-worn mask she put on for everyone else's benefit. Andrew absolutely beamed with happiness.

After the reception ended, everyone threw birdseed at them as they hurried to Peggy's car and drove off. They would spend the weekend in a hotel in Savannah.

"I still don't understand why everyone was so blasted against my idea that they take the RV and go on a trip," Tyler mused as they watched their taillights disappear down the drive.

Tom suspected Nevvie's incredulous look mirrored his own. "Are you freaking kidding me, Ty?" he asked. "Seriously?"

Nevvie held up a hand, silencing Tom. She glared at Tyler and held up two fingers. "Two words, buster. Dump. Tank."

He reddened. "You're never going to let me live that down, are you, love?"

"No," she and Tom said in unison.

Once all the guests had departed, Kelly and Laurie took over care of Adam and Mikey. Tom and Tyler shooed Nevvie off to bed.

"Go," Tom ordered. "We'll supervise cleanup. You look exhausted."

She felt too tired to argue. She kissed her kids good-night despite the fact that it wasn't even dark yet and headed for the shower. Then she pulled on one of Tom's old T-shirts that she sometimes wore around the house and crawled into bed with an old science fiction movie on TV.

She awoke at the feel of someone curling their body around her.

Tyler.

She wiggled her butt at him, earning her a chuckle. He gently cupped her right breast in his palm through the shirt. "You are awake, you sneaky little thing."

"What time is it?"

"A little before ten. Tom should be along shortly."

"Wow. I did go to sleep." She rolled to face him. He grabbed the hem of her shirt. She sat up and let him pull it off her before she snuggled with him again. His semi-stiff cock had nestled perfectly along the seam of her ass and was quickly growing hard.

"Are you feeling frisky, love?"

"I could be persuaded. I'm just not very energetic."

He brushed his hand down the curve of her belly and settled between her legs. "Let's see how good my powers of persuasion are, love."

She closed her eyes, her head thrown back against his shoulder, as his fingers worked their magic on her. He parted her labia and stroked her clit until he had her juices flowing and her hips rocking against him.

"There's my sweet angel," he whispered in her ear. He adjusted position slightly, then lined up his cock with her pussy and slid in. "Just like that," he said.

She softly moaned as he gathered her juices on his fingers and spread them around her clit, rubbing and teasing, her body responding to his touch.

Tom walked in, chuckling when he saw them. "Starting without me?"

"Just getting her warmed up."

He quickly stripped and joined them, nuzzling her breasts with his sweet, hot mouth. He cupped her other breast with his hand, rubbing his thumb over her nipple and coaxing it into a taut peak.

The first explosion rocked her, but Tyler wasn't finished and neither was Tom. They weren't happy until they'd coaxed two more out of her. Then Tyler grabbed her hips, thrust a few times, and moaned as he came.

"Oh, love," he gasped. "You have no idea how hard it was to hold back. You were squeezing me so exquisitely."

"Enough with the chatter," Tom playfully griped. "My turn. I'm dying here."

Nevvie giggled as Tom cupped a hand around her ass, nudging his cock into position after Tyler vacated the premises. "Dying?" she asked.

"Uh-huh." He sank his cock home, and before she could even think about if she still had one more in her or not, his body stiffened and he let out a groan she knew meant he'd added his load to Tyler's inside her pussy.

He relaxed with a happy smile. "Ahh. That's better."

She giggled again. "Wouldn't want you dying of blue balls."

He kissed her. "It's a horrible way to go, sugar. You have no idea." He flopped back onto the bed. "Now I just need to muster up enough energy for a shower."

Nevvie had already started dozing off again when the men finished their shower and returned to bed. She snuggled between them. "I hope they have a good time on their honeymoon," she said.

"Aah!" both men said, protesting.

"What?"

Tom shook his head. "I don't want to think about what they're doing on their honeymoon."