.Vo jarna chahti thi or maine apni rafter badha di..Or me usse jor jor se chodne laga ,, ab vo khul ke avaje nikal ni lagi….Usne muje kash ke pakda ...or jad gayi .. Me b kafi samay ke bad chod raha tha or ab jyada tik nahi sakta tha… mene usse chode rakhkha …tabhi maine avvvaj nikal sima me aaa raha huuu … mere lund ne virya fuhare laga diye uski chut me vo karahne lagi ..Or me fuvare pe fuvare marta gaya uski choti sic hut me ,,,,,Usne muje uss kadar hug kiya tha k me mar jana chahta tha uski. You were on top of me at firstthen doggythat's okay, i like it doggy style :)you're deeper in me but it doesn't hurt as muchMe: I know you do. You like looking at yourself in the mirror.Thu: i like looking at us.i like watching you slide in and out of meMe: you would always come the hardest doggy-style.Thu: yeah, it's most intenseMe: Prob right. I just like taking my dick out and making you taste yourselfThu: I don't mind. I just like your dick in my mouth :)What about you?Me: Your taste is. Tony was cupping her bare ass cheeks that’s when relized she was not wearing any pantys! I walked up behind them and said Shana, she jumped about a foot, let go of Tony than spun around to face me and said STEVE you remember Tony, Tony this is my husband Steve, I said Shana we’re leaving. She said but we just got here, Tony put his arm around Shana and said why don’t you get yourself a drink sport, while we go get caught up on lost time, he spun Shana around and started to walk away, I started. ” Paul joined me in laughing.There had been a lot of discussion but the net result was that the grooms and the groomsmen would wear dark suits. We dressed and drove over to the church in my car. We were early but had been told to be early to help. I wasn’t sure what we were supposed to do but I was available. I hung my coat and tie in the men’s room. Our brides were not yet here. Pastor Jim and his wife were ready for us. His wife, Marie, immediately put us to work doing what she called MSA..