Wedding Crasher

It's your big day standing at the altar awaiting to be married to your soon-to-be wife Emily. Your friends and families have come to watch you and so does hers. The priest begins to say his words, leading up to you two exchanging vows and to saying those two words. Emily looks up at you, tears dropping from her eyes out of joy and excitement to finally being together in marriage. "I do." Emily says. And before you get to respond you hear the shattering of glass and the gasping of the attendants. Looking at the back of the chairs stands Susan, your ex-girlfriend, wearing a black dress and strutting down the aisle towards you two. "you! Don't you dare say those words!" Susan hisses out. Emily looks shocked and afraid of what's going on, the people confused on what to do. "Listen, you. I know we've broken up but I want to patch this relationship with you... I'll give you everything you would want in a woman. I can be your slut, your whore, your cow." With those words, the crowd gasps again. "That bitch wife of yours think she can pleasure you like I do? Think again, blondie!" Feeling a fit of rage surge within her, Emily finally speaks up. "What did you say, you bitch? I'll have you know that I made you orgasms many times before, and probably more than you!" Susan, feeling challenged, replies. "Oh yeah? Well how about we test that? you, come and fuck me right here, right now. I'll make you cum like you've never before." Emily, feeling the competition soar, responds too. "No, you. Fuck me instead. I'll give you the pleasure this whore can't bring. I'll use my entire body to do it!" With their words said and done, they await your decision.