Being in the bridal party made her daylong and hectic so it would have been easy for her to just stay in bed. Itwas Sunday, her day of rest. Audrey al...ways tried to have no plans onSunday. It was her day to recenter herself and get ready for the nextweek. She knew that society today tried to do too much, and never justtook time to relax and be in the moment. Life was too quick, so Audrey wasnot going to let it pass by her while she was running around to domeaningless tasks.The party girl stayed. Unfortunately, that wasnt all. Her senses became a little clearer and suddenly she realized there was a guy sitting close to her, hammering his enormous cock in and out of her shaven pussy. She wanted to get up and run away, but she couldnt move a muscle. Parts of last evening began to come back to her, and she remembered dancing with a whole bunch of guys. One of them had given her a drink, and after that, she didnt remember anything. They must have drugged her to take her home and rape her.. It’s common sense that it is nothing but the sex they had and the peep show we had. We were sitting on two sofas facing each other. The ladies came back with the drinks and Neetu sat near me and leaned on my shoulders. Devi went and sat on the corner of the sofa and put her legs across Gautam’s thighs. We started sipping and asked how they felt. Gautam told, it was too good and the lube was a pretty good idea. I told, yes, that’s the one that we were missing initially. It’s always nice to show. ...I mean....really....a Catholic Nun. How many guys can say that? Maybe I share body her as a bragging right kind of thing.Being very obsessive/compulsive, since “Day 1“ when we got married in 1983, I have kept detailed records of EVERY single sexual encounter my wife has had with myself and other men. It is fun to go back and read what we call...”The Book”.My wife is absolutely not the definition of a “hot model”, but there has always been something about her that just lights my fire. Even.