It was her day. And I’d have to have said that the man looked good: his suit, I was certain, cost more than my car; well, my car was eight years old... when I bought it, so... I did chance a glance at my ex-fiancée, Marian Carton, who was a bride’s maid and at the far end of the line of four young ladies supporting the bride. Two, complete strangers to me, were cast in the roles of Best man and Maid of Honor. The more I thought about my willingness to be a groomsman rather than insisting on being. He ground his fingers against me feeling how wet I already was, his fingers were still pressed against the soft lace fabric.Pulling his mouth away from my erect nipples he moaned, “God your cunt is so wet already”. I didn’t tell him that I had already had my husband in me that day and that’s why I was dripping. His mouth worked lower onto my body and wondered if he’d taste my husband in me. I told him that my husband had cum inside me already today. To my surprise he continued to work downwards. She suddenly had a very lusty and slutty look on her face.“Before you go I want you both to show it to me your cocks again.”Time stood still. I was sure I was dreaming. Actually, I saw my life passing before my eyes like if I was dying.Nikos acted first; he unbuttoned his jeans without saying a word. His cock was already three quarters hard as he pulled it out and started to slowly masturbate.Mina turned her head toward Nikos, and licked her lips. Without losing sight of his cock she said to me. When he finally took it out, it was impressive. Much thicker than my husbands, and not quite as long, but a hard cock none the less. I sat there with my legs still crossed and dangled my high heel to excite him more. With one hand on his cock the other exploring my leg he started. It was the most erotic fucking thing I have ever seen. His hand was all the way up my thigh into my skirt above my stocking tops and I politely held his hand back from going any further and letting this get TOO far.