I was getting to hot and my groin was beginning to ache. I looked around making sure no one was around and lifted up my mini skirt and itched trying t...o get the irritation out. I groaned when it got worse. I was feeling horny because I was touching myself in someone else’s home. I slide my panties to the side and slowly played with my clit like I usually did when I was on my own. I sighed in pleasure it rubbed it harder making me loose sense of my surroundings and continue at a more frantic. All of which promised that their nuptials and much of their life together over the next few years were going to be the subject of intense media attention. And that wedding, which would be attended by the most glamorous and powerful people in the movie business, was happening today...Gina Carter shook her head and smiled indulgently as she studied the framed photographs covering every square inch of wall in her fiance's office. They had been living together almost a year now and the sight still. It was a motorway service station, mid way between his farm in Kent and my place in Wiltshire and even the coming together was awkward in that both of us were somewhat reticent so we were both fifteen minutes late, sat parked in our vehicles, thinking were we doing the right things, was it a trap and about showing our faces, but I took the first step and sat in a prearranged setting.Richard and I got on like a house on fire from that first too jovial meeting, settling down, finding we were of. I was still fighting innocently trying to prove my point. Me: Nehi, nehi ye mummy ke nehi hai. Mummy to… I stopped myself, as I almost told my mom’s secret to my uncle. My mom does not wear a panty generally except during her periods, but how can I tell that to uncle? I quickly tried to cover that up. Me: Chachu ek kam karte hai, chaliye mai apko apne almirah dikhati hoon, usme isi size ka aur bhi panty agar mil jaye aapko yakin ho jayega? Uncle: Ye thik rahega. Chal. I thanked god in my.