Ab meri choot ko chodo na …. Pleeze mujhe chodo … mujhe tumhara lund meri choot me chahiye … pleezee … ab chodo mujhe …. Chodo … kas kas k...ar mujhe chodo …”Banshi ghutne ke bal baithkar Devi ke chutad ko upar uthaya aur apne lund ke supare ko uski choot ke muhn ke nisaane par rakh diya. Lund ka supara uski choot ke muhn par jaakar fit ho gaya. Phir dheere- dheere dhakke marte huye apna poora ka poora lund uski choot me pel diya. Lund ke andar jaate hi Devi ki choot me bawaal much gaya. Uski. I can smell her very well now, her perfume, her perspiration, her cunt. I can feel my voice box tighten, ready to take on the raspy quality that comes with ?The Voice?. I watch as her hands tighten their grips on the arms of her chair, her knuckles going white. I stop 3 paces from her chair.?Kneel.? My voice is deep, the word perfectly annunciated.She does not move, so I repeat: ?Kneel.? My voice is even, almost slow. It is not a whisper, it is very conversational with enough conviction. Wait, had I even said no? He definitely was pursuing his goal, though. All of a sudden I realized he had a breast cupped in his rough hand squeezing it. Damn, it felt good! God, was that his cock I felt pressing my ass? Then he rolled my nipple between his finger and thumb hurting it. Instead of a yelp, I moaned.Then a bit of panic set in, “We should stop this! We are both married!” I said as I got off his lap but stayed standing in only my thong.“We both may be married but my wife is a fat. The 4 of them left the bridal suite and walked down the hallway to the top of the stairs where the official photographer and video cameraman stood and took pictures and video before letting them down the stairs, they reached the bottom of the stairs and walked across the hall and stopped outside a set of double doors.They waited for the bridal march to start and then Rebecca put her gloved hand through her mother’s gloved arm and the doors were opened by two muscular naked men who were sporting.