My best man produced a chair and my bride took a seat. Blushing from the crowd's catcalls and wolf-whistles, Holly slowly lifted the hem of her weddin...g dress. My face flushed with lust as the gown's hem traversed up her legs, revealing her white fence-net stockings. I exhaled an excited breath and snagged the bridal garter resting on her thigh. I peeled the garter off her leg and studied it. It was trimmed in delicate lace and embellished with a cute little white satin flower. My nose picked up. “Write ‘slut’ on your forehead.”“Can you put daddy’s slut on your pussy?” Another guy said.“How about piss bitch.” Someone else said.“Ok guys give me a minute ok.”Pretty soon Katie was covered in filthy language. But she looked so hot. I took out my cock and started to play with myself. Kate looked over at me, she then turned off the mic again and said, “Daddy, please don’t do that. Will you make love to me after the show is over?, I get so horny after I do a show.”“Sure, baby girl. I’ll wait. To vo boli laga do . mai balo me tel lagane laga to balo se aa rahi khusabu se madhos hua jar aha the. Isi bicha maine kaha chachi me thumare chare ki masaaj kar deta hu to vo boli kar de par dhyan se karana me crim lekha usake komal-2 galo ki malis karane laga uski gulab se pankudiyo se hoth sahlane laga meri himmat kucha jyada hi badh gayi thi to maine apane ek hath chachi ki neck par rakha diya or usaki bahar nikale mamo ko dabane laga chachi kucha nahi boli . maine blouse ke upar se hi mamo. The estate lords and ladies respected this tradition by providing regular mounted patrols on the roads to heighten the area's security. Not surprisingly merchants took advantage of this religious event, and the increased security, to transport goods they otherwise wouldn't carry between villages.The storm naturally disrupted the temple school's activities and the great room was full of acolytes sweeping the water into a set of drains that I'd not noticed before. Some of the young women gathered.