I was disappointed because of that.Next day, it was mehendi function. I dressed sexy as always. My mom made me wear a red colour saree. Even though th...e groom shouldn’t be there, he came to the function. He said that he had some stuff to pick so he needed someone to help him.I was sitting beside my sister. She told me to go with him. I was excited. I and he walked towards his bike and I sat behind him. As we crossed the venue, I hugged him. He said that I was looking more sexy in saree and that. I stood next to him and saw that he was stroking his cock. It was a good thickness and length and I was turned on by it. I pulled my cock out and started jerking off. He asked me if I wanted to have a fuck. To be fucked by that huge cock was a complete turn on. I knelt at the urinal and took his cock deep into my throat, sucking him had and making him wet. His groans were becoming louder so I knew he was enjoying it. He then lifted me and pulled my pants and briefs down, then he turned me. ”Shannon picked up the microphone and pressed the transmit button. “Houston, this is STS-345. Standing down for the night. Out.”As soon as she’d put the microphone down she started the plan they’d all agreed to do pre-launch while they were on their last permitted drinking night out together. After she’d checked the cameras were definitely not broadcasting, Shannon pushed off the insulated internal wall of the International Space Station in the direction of the far end of the fifty-meter-long. “Ethiopia. Did you know that the first coffee houses in Europe date back to when the Turks invaded Vienna? When they got kicked back out, they left behind all this coffee, and some enterprising fellow stole it all and opened a coffee house.”“That’s fascinating! So, what do we eat?”Pierre opened his refrigerator. “How about a nice big bowl of a very nice fruit salad? Maybe with some mimosas?”“Now that sounds decadent!”Pierre began pulling ingredients from the refrigerator. “Doesn’t it, though?.