So the whole experience would be smooth. They both were sitting in the front seats and I was sitting in the back seat. They started to drink but I did...’t. The idea of threesome was that her partner wanted to watch how shalini got fucked in-front of him. So I was their toy on that night. He hinted to her while he was driving. She turned to me asked to remove my pants. I removed them as she said now I was on my boxers. She stood from her seat and came on to me and started kissing me. She was so. She is dressed in the traditional white gown, veil, train, heels, everything the well-dressed bride will wear. "Ginny, honey, are you sure you want to go through with this?" Her father whispers. "Your mother and I will stick by you if you change your mind." "Yes Father. Thank you very much for your support, but I've decided. It wasn't an easy choice but this is what I want." At last they reach the bottom of the aisle and climb the steps to the stage, about three feet off the ground. The bride's. Who will work on you? Ok. Why don’t we request Sutanu-da to conduct therapeutic massage upon you after all he is a professional masseur! My wife turned crimson in embarrassment and coy, initially.But then she blurted, Not a bad idea; it is safe also. But will Sutanu-da comply with our request? Hmm! Let us propose it to him and see how he reacts to it, after all you are his sister in relations and it will be a challenging job for him to massage his younger sister’s pair of firm and. Now I was having my hand below the window. I was travelling freely on her body and I had problem penetrating further as she did not move towards the window and also my hand had reached the limit due to the gap available. Now I started feeling the place where my palms were quite firmly. I was wondering why she was not making any protest or at least inform her boyfriend. I though may be she was scared that I would create a scene since she would have guessed that i knew what they both were doing..