Don’t be late,’ she laughed. ‘So… after all the discussion, it’s finally decided when we get married. Hallelujah!’ I cried in celebration,... folding Fiona into my arms. ‘What about the reception?’ I asked. ‘Taken care of. Leo insisted.’ ‘Leo? Wow, that’s a surprise.’ Leo and Bernice lived on acreage south near the U.S. border. A large two storey home with and huge back deck and grassed area. It was ideal for the reception. ‘Not according to Bernice. She said he’s strutting around like a rooster,. . Hum ye sun kar thoda normal hue.Toh kuch din baad unke goan se call yaha ki unka sasur bahut bimar hain.Toh unko phone kiya gaya or boh urgent tha,toh sabhi parishan the, toh unko bola gaya… Woh boli ki thik hai,,,,,toh uske agle din wo aawi…Sab toh thik tha….Hospital me hum unko wait kiye the,,or bo aayi unke sasur ka haal pucha…Toh mene dekha ki kuch tied wo thi or wo bahut murjha hui thi toh mene socha ki bus me aayi hogi toh isiliye……Aur chal nahi par rahithi thik se,,, Par hua tha kuch. ”“I know about that,” I said, winking at her while I put the last bite into my mouth, suddenly feeling a strange camaraderie. “I’ve lost count how often Esther complains about it.”“She’s so old fashioned,” Brittany complained. “Girls should only play girls’ sports. Girls should be cheerleaders. Girls should have long hair and painted nails. Girls should dance ballet and curtsy and wear frilly things every day. They should work in girls’ jobs and talk about marriage and children all day long.. I felt my hands being guided to their hardened cocks and I rubbed them through their trousers. The man at my crotch pulled the thong aside; plunging his tongue into my pussy, licking and lapping, with his finger still inside me. I felt myself raising my hips to meet his lips and tongue.The other men opened their trousers and pulled their cocks out.They made me wrap my fingers around them and I started stroking. The kneeling man stood up and another quickly knelt down taking his place. I felt a.