This chair is a couple of steps up from the floor where the couches are. Not quite a stage, but most definitely the centre of attention. Three track l...ights illuminate the chair, while the rest of the room is dimly lit. I am what these men are waiting for. They are all dressed casually, a couple smoking cigarettes, one even passing a joint. As I walk into the room, they are all gentlemanly enough to stand and welcome me in. I am dressed in my favourite jeans, boots and t-shirt. I’ve chosen a. The husbands talk to each other while their wife's are being fucked in the private rooms. There is WiFi available for the husbands in case they want to pass the time surfing the internet. The wife's return to waiting room to pick up their cuckold husband. Each time the door opens every husband is hoping it's his bride coming out. My wife asked her how much it cost to go there? The lady told her it's seventy five dollars a visit or if they agree to making a video its only twenty five. She said. We thought we’d have plenty of time to get there for eight to eight fifteen if we set off at 7:15. It was still light. Straight up the A38, took a 5-minute detour to show Tree where I work, then back on track to the wedding.At the end of the A38 Tree said take a left, which soon took us through a sleepy village. “This can’t be right?” I said questionably.We carried on what we thought to be the correct route, by now it was 8:30 and dusk was I switched the car lights on.“Well they’ll think we’re. I could see him as he watched us.Going down one inner thigh Brendy moves to the other. Her kissing, sucking, licking gets more passionate. Moving up soon I can feel her breath on my hairless pussy. Soon after that I can feel her kissing my pussy. Reaching under my knees she pulls my legs up and back. I’m on my back, legs spread and pushed back opening my pussy.Brendy kisses my cunt. I reach down and hold my legs back freeing her hands. She moves her hands to my cunt pulling it wide open. We.