If I bent just a little bit, the wispy, crotchless panty spread open to frame my pink boy pussy.I took the opportunity to slop lube all over my favori...te butt plug, which I rudely shoved right up my ass, causing a delightful shot of pain as the wide point of the plug rapidly stretched my tight but willing sphincter.Next was a pair of cheap black thigh-high stockings. I knew they would take a beating and I didn't care if they ran, as long as the stay-up lace tops kept them in place.I wanted. As our marriage is on the morning time I couldn’t able to get a proper sleep in the eve of the marriage. It is because I have to prepare myself with applying mehndi, there is a young guy came to my home to apply mehndi and he would like to apply something else also inside me ( that I will tell as separate story). So in the morning we got married and completed lot of formalities and it is become evening. We both are so tired and exhausted because of the formalities. After completing the dinner,. She frozed for a moment and did nothing then she pushed his hands away. He ran his hand down her back and across her ass and then pushed a finger inside the leg of her shorts and felt her pussy. It was shaved and smooth and wet. She stood for a moment as he felt her pussy with a finger then she pushed him back. She turned to him and saw his huge cock hard in his bathing bottoms and could not take her eyes off the big shaft. He grabbed her again and pulled her shirt up and felt her tits as he. There weren’t any people in them. Some had been taken inside, some outside. The pivotal photo showed the old gazebo. While Maureen whisked through the house pictures Andrea asked, ‘Do you remember any of these?’ Maureen looked at them. She saw the old sofa they were sitting on. It looked newer in the snapshot. The porch looked different, cleaner. There was a gazebo in the only outside picture. It was surrounded by a bunch of huge trees. She didn’t remember the gazebo or the trees at all..