He loved her long blonde hair, how the hair framed her gorgeous face and the length emphasised her tiny waist. When she smiled at him, his knees went ...weak. He had it bad and he knew it.It had been nearly two years since his last relationship had ended and he’d pretty much swore off women since then. He chuckled at the memory.“What’s so funny?” Bambie asked him.“Sorry,” he replied as he walked her to her room. “I was just thinking about Betty, my ex-girlfriend.”He felt Bambie bristle and hurried. Now, it was time for the wedding, Me and Rajan went and got dressed quickly. The marriage was supposed to be a quick affair, a garland exchange ceremony followed by the saat phere and mangalsutra ritual. I wanted Rajan to marry mom first as it was their love which started all this. I went to get my mom, I knocked the door, she opened it and there she was standing infront of me in her red saree, her wedding dress. She was loaded with jwellery and she also had ghunghat on. She was looking. Dust was kicked up everywhere and played havoc with hisalleges. Even sitting on the porch didn't help since the front door andwindows had to remain open to allow the dust to get out."The plumbing more than you can handle, huh?" Sarah asked as she came over inher white T-shirt, sneakers and blue jeans. "I heard how much you wherecoughing and thought this might help. My husband uses it for his hay feverattacks." I don't think your husband's medicine would be same for me." Tom said asSarah scowled. He pulled the pillow from the headboard over Cindy's head and tucked it under her back, planted an elbow on either side of her head, and kissed her firmly. His tongue pushed insistently into her mouth, all the way, and he reached into the back of her throat with the tip. She was again surprised for a moment at how much of a mouthful his tongue could be, and then she began sucking on it hungrily.After a while he picked up the pace of his thrusts. He and Cindy were starting to breathe hard, and.