That’s where Brad proposed. Don and I want you to think about your memories. We are thrillingly proud of you and will love you forever. We want you ...to be true to you.”Mister Mason said, “Helen is right, Karen. It’s your wedding, not ours. We are happy to participate in it and proud for you. Where it happens is not very important. What happens is important.”Karen said, “I will reserve my decision until after tomorrow morning. You two are probably right as usual. That’s one reason we’re here. Oh,. ‘We’ was myself, Charles Miller, my wife Annabelle, our fifteen-year-old daughter Sophie, and her best friend Hayley. I flew back on my own; Hayley’s divorced father Steve had taken a villa in Turkey for another two weeks, and Annabelle was taking the two girls from Split to Antalya to join him before flying back to Stansted herself a couple of days later. It had been a pretty stress-free holiday; the girls had been mostly self-contained and Annabelle and I had enjoyed some much-needed quiet. With her free hand, she spread apart her lips as she drove 10 Incher inside. She closed her eyes and rested her head against the shower wall as she continued to pump the toy harder and deeper into her pussy. She imagined that it was her man thrusting his hard cock into her. She thought about how his balls would be slapping against her. Her right hand pumped feverishly while her left hand massaged and circled her clit as quickly as she could, adding more and more pressure.By now, the water had. So I transferred in a fantasy I had found in others. This idea was little more extreme in nature, which would be more difficult for her to ask for overtly.Emily found her way to my room easily enough, and that she was inviting a sexual encounter was clear. But she flushed with color when it came time to speak."I want to try something..." she started. She was almost too nervous. I wondered how aware she was that this indecency was transplanted. It must have seemed very strange to her, this.