Heck, I myself had been one of the first to run up to Rebecca and bend her over when she was walking down the aisle on her wedding. So why was no-one ...getting up? And what the fuck was up with that shroud?I was beginning to get paranoid. What if my bride-to-be had gotten cold feet at last minute and done a runner? What if this shrouded person running towards me was some sort of stunt-bride, a substitute, a practical joke that everyone was in on? I glanced over to Brock and Josh, my best men, and. I wanted to hurry home to my husband, but I was mesmerized by his bold statement…Struggling to maintain eye contact with that handsome black man; I blurted out in a quivering voice if then he had never had his own white bitch…Peter replied not yet, addressing me a devilish grin in his eyes…I was now burning; confused and hot with desire. I was wearing a tight blue skirt, high heels and a button up white blouse. I had chosen a pair of fishnet panty hose. No thong and no bra at all…Suddenly Peter. She sat on the edge of the bed with both of them in front of her and took a cock in each hand and began to wank them. They both reached down to fondle her titties and pull on her hard nipples and she was enjoying this. She looked at me for approval and then lowered her head and began licking on their cocks then took each of them in her mouth in turn. They both moaned with pleasure as she licked and sucked them, then she pulled them close together and managed to get them both in her mouth at the. A couple of times cass pulled away as she tried to control her laughing , she looked round at geoff and saw the excite in his eyes before she finally looked down and watched as her boyfriends best friend still slowly massaged her nipple with his tongue before slipping her nipple into his mouth and giving a firm suck on it bringing an involuntary little moan from cass . she felt her heart racing as she watched him pamper her nipple before kissing his way across her chest and she watched as he.