So it was the final day and the pandits were to arrive whereas the engagement was done before and the ritual was to begin the day , colours , lights ,...sweets , drings , laughters , smiles were all around , kids playing and all over there was a light in my life after so long , all of my friends were teasing me and i was giggling back at them and told them to shut up , the place and i was the happiest man on the planet as i was about to marry the girl of my dreamIt was 12 pm in the afternoon ,. ‘This is my Peter,’ were Jennifer’s first thoughts. ‘He is so proud and so straight.’ He turned and seemed to fiddle with the altar on the table before laying a small cigarette-like piece of bamboo before her and unsheathing one of the deadly looking Khukuris. Jennifer noted that he nicked himself so there was blood on the blade when he laid it beside the piece of bamboo. Shuddering she knew his story was about to be told. ‘You asked me what the inscription says, and I wouldn’t tell you. Now I. Her own breathing became shorter and she moaned as she parted her legs farther in anticipation. She brought her feet to rest on his back. He finally brought his face fully into her wet pussy, drawing the tip of his tongue its full length and tasting her sweet wetness. Up he went, parting her lips with his tongue and using its slight roughness to stimulate her clitoris. Down he would follow, pressing us tongue into her pussy and moving it around. Her hands grasped his head and pulled it to her. .." You had to get back this way? Closer to Dallas for tomorrow?"With a nod, I asked, "How about you?" Date," the girl answered, then she looked around and added, "Didn't pan out, though." No?" I asked curiously. When she mentioned she'd been on a date, I was pretty sure she wouldn't be interested in me. But now it appeared that things hadn’t gone quite so perfectly for her, either."Nah," she sighed, shaking her head."Didn't get lucky either, huh?" I offered quietly.It was hard to tell but she.