After reading the Enquirer I decide to take a dip, I removed my shorts & walked into the water. It was a little cool but felt good. My nipples were po...king through the fabric of my bikini. I see boats going by & notice a boat landing nearby. One boat has three guys in it who were checking me out, I dove into the water & when I surfaced I flipped my hair back while pushing my breasts forward & smiled in their direction & then turned around & headed back to my blanket, not bothering to readjust my. Thi humm nange ho gaye maine apna lund usko pakda ker uske boobs ko choosne laga isse pehle main itne bade boobs kabhi nange nahin dekhe the mera lund bahut hi hard ho chuka tha maine usko neeche lita diya or uski jhangon ko chaatne laga usne mera lund jor se pakad rakha tha fir maine uski choot main lund daala or jor jor se kerne laga main paanch minute main hi jhad gaya maine jaanboojh ker jaldi kiya tha ki baad main jab gannd maroonga to jyada time tak kahada rahega fir woh boli usne toilet. Her tits were a splendid 40E, but she carried them extremely well and also oozed classiness along with it. She was also graced with the most perfect lips on any human being. Lips that were just made to deal out the most exceptional kisses and of course, men would say that they were cock sucking lips! She couldnt however, believe what an awkward position she had just put herself in! She was absolutely sure that the hot tub was empty, so he could only have entered the water while she was under. Heck, I myself had been one of the first to run up to Rebecca and bend her over when she was walking down the aisle on her wedding. So why was no-one getting up? And what the fuck was up with that shroud?I was beginning to get paranoid. What if my bride-to-be had gotten cold feet at last minute and done a runner? What if this shrouded person running towards me was some sort of stunt-bride, a substitute, a practical joke that everyone was in on? I glanced over to Brock and Josh, my best men, and.