And I hoped that the woody that was quickly growing in my pants would cease and be gone before I had to stand up again. With a little finesse I wiggl...d the lacy little band past the point where the bridesmaid’s leg pressed against her opposite knee. I continued on pushing the garter over Megan’s knee and my hands passed under the hem of her gown. I knew that my time with sexy bridesmaid’s leg was limited. Within the next few inches I would be halted by the increasing tightness of her crossed. “Nice to meet you, I’m Chris,” you respond. I raise an eyebrow in surprise cuz you usually just play along with me instead of making your own persona. As we’re eating my foot travels up your leg to your crotch. You look at me and I just smile. “I bet you’re horrible in bed,” you say with a smirk. I look at you with an appalled look on my face. “I’m actually far from horrible,” I retort. “Well, I don’t believe you.” “I love it rough,” I say, rubbing your cock harder with my foot. “Check. Breeding her. 'Oh you fucking cunt'! 'Fuck my cock pig'! 'Take it'! 'Take it all'! Grunting and grinding as he pumps it to her. She crying in pain from the nipple clamps and he hopes, from his hard knob slamming into her cervix.Only oozing now. Ebbing and trembling himself. 'One more time bitch'! Gasping, he pulls almost all the way out then slams his cock back in deep. Pushing as hard as he can, grinding his pelvis on her ass.She kind of grunts but stays still.Spent he lets his torso fall on. It’s me… your old friend, Chadwicke.’ I slapped his face. ‘Ouch! What the hell was that for?’ ‘For swiping my knickers all those years ago.’ ‘I thought you’d have forgotten about that… women! You all have the memory of an elephant.’ ‘Go and get me that drink… and don’t do anything funny, like putting your finger in it, or spitting in the glass!’ ‘I shall return shortly,’ he walked away, rubbing his cheek. I walked back to the garden, wanting to avoid all the stares from the surprised.