There was food, drink, laughter, tears (ofhappiness) the multitude of photos taken. It was the perfect day.At 9pm, Jack's parents came and collected J...ssica so that we could havesome grown up fun. Jessica protested that she wanted to stay, but nottoo much. The rest of the night we drank some more, we danced, we had aromantic, night time walk around the beautiful hotel grounds. It wasperfect. I felt like a princess in my gown and here I was, with myprince. We went back inside for the last dance. As much as I want to fuck that hot sexy Shelly it is even hotter watching Trish get fucked in the ass, the screaming, the fuck me like a slut, fuck my ass OMG fuck my ass, cum in my ass, I want to fill hot cum in my ass. Tom just keep fucking Trisha's ass harder and deeper and she kept screaming to feel his hot cum but he had already filled her pussy three times and the hot cum my slut wife wanted was not possible from Tom. I told him to pull out and Trish was yelling no, no, I want hot cum in. All she had to do were drop her knickers and let principal screw her but she even fucked that up.It were a reet bugger. She had to borrow nigh on hunderd quid to do course but there weren’t a council in Yorkshire what would turn a blind eye to hooering wi out lass havng hospitality degree.One afternoon she were down Labour exchange when Alex who she knew only by his reputation as one Grimethwaites’ top pmps approached her.“You’re Dolly right?” he asked.“Yes,” she agreed, “You’re Alex right?”. ”“Uh, so you’re saying I no longer matter because she’s here?” Anita asked with an irritating sound.“Ah, hell no, you always matter to me, but your friend can matter more,” he said as he threw a look back at Kareema.Kareema wasn’t gonna say anything as she was really tired, but she knew that Banduka might be her next one.“Damn, this guy also better not be disappointing,” she thought through her aching body parts.“So, should I start now, or once we hit home?” Anita asked, rubbing him.