.. Oh well, the bride was supposed to look forward to the ceremony. After all, it was her big day.Somehow she got through the week of meetings, spiced... with a nightly phone call to Evan. There were a lot of things involved in being a Territory Manager. She'd have to do some selling, too, and probably take the lead on bra fittings, at least for a while. She smiled at that. Same old--same old. Some things just didn't change.Sunset on Saturday night found her on the freeway. Traffic was agreeably. Her denim shorts, also modified, were cut high on the hips and formed a thong going up the crack of her ass. She wore work boots and white socks on her feet, not the typical outfit for a dancer. A brown leather belt encircled her hips. She swayed her body at the end of the stage, moving her hips to the low thump of the bass. Every move was accentuated. At each pole, she did a quick spin, making brief eye contact with the customers sitting at the rail. When she finally reached the end of stage,. The transition from aural to sexual intercourse had clearly taken the film crew by surprise, as they anxiously jostled into the appropriate positions with the appropriate selection of camera and audio equipment, as Emma started licking around the exterior of Maisie’s cunt, allowing almost all her tongue on occasion to delve inside its opening. Then Delia herself joined in, taking control of both Maisie’s clitoris and Emma’s anus as it stuck out behind her. “Come on, Jenny!” her mother cajoled. Uskey parents bhee khoosh they….key mien unkey baitey ka kaffi khiyal rakhta hoon…aur uskey school mein bhee madad kerta hoon….Three 3 din baad main kuchh paisey lene ghar gaya to Hero marey ghar mein tha….main ne usey chherra …“Hero ke bachhey… aaj kal nazer nahi aate ho? Kia tum mujhey bhool gaye ho…”Uus ka chehra phir red ho gaya sharm se aur wo foran kitchen main chala gaya aur phir kitchen sey baher nikal gaya.Kuch dino baad aik roz main ghar gaya ….Hero bathroom main kaprey dhoo raha.