I stared at the stage. Stay dark. Don’t make me leave yet.Like the previous night, there were numerous groups of outrageously dressed Stags cavortin... on the dance floor and clutches of Hens strutting their stuff in even skimpier clubbing gear. More of them, in fact. Of course… it’s Saturday. I’d read that weekends in Prague were wilder with even more would-be brides and grooms letting off steam after a day spent tank driving, paintballing, or one of the many thrill-seeking activities. She really started to buck; as I did my best continue to hit the right spot. Kayle grabbed two fists full of my hair, grinded my face into directly against her clit. In seconds she raised her ass off the mattress and squirted all over my face, but since I wasn’t expecting an eruption, it went down nose sending me into a coughing fit.All of which she, after calming down, found quite humorous. I choked on her cum for a bit while she pat my back, trying to help me breathe, and then began rubbing. Holding my wedding dress in front of me defensively I turned around. I wanted to hang my dress and petticoats up in the closet, hoping that my cock would soften during the stall tactic I saw him standing there, nude, with a full erection pointing right at me."Oh..." Yeah, I kind of thought you'd like that..." I know I'm not gay, you too, right Keith?" Hell, I'm not gay... But, I am so fucking horny, really horny for a sexy good looking babe standing there in front of me in some of the most. "Mark, it's about to pour raining, and you're gonna get the car washed?" You can never be too clean, besides, I needed a bit of a polish. What about you?" Mark watched as Jackie figured out his plan, enjoying the initial confusion, followed by a knowing look from those deep blue eyes.Mark reached out to the controls for the car wash and entered his code number. As he got ready to pull into the entrance, he reached to his crotch to adjust himself. Hell, he wanted Jackie so bad, he was already.