She had on a lovely button down blouse and a skirt. Of course, there were no panties under the skirt. "This morning," I said to her, "I would like to ...ee my professional looking wake-up slut riding me." Yes, sir!" Becky said happily, as she eagerly hiked her skirt up and climbed on top of me.She placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy when I warned her, "Slowly." She dropped down very slowly until her ass rested on my balls. "Stop," I told her. I rearranged her skirt, and looked at her. She. Her hair was long and white, and as she rose from the chair, she had an air of confidence about her, the kind that could only be born from years of experience.The woman stood for a moment, entirely silent as she looked over the woman upon the flooring, then nodded, once. Immediately, two of the men set upon her, starting to pull at her clothing. Natalie fought back as best she could clocking one of them in the head hard enough to send him sprawling, but the other one clubbed her over the head. ”I had to laugh and told him that I loved the idea. ------The next morning, I was fitted into my wedding dress. It was an ashen shade of blue in some lights and even looked silver in most other lights. It was bloody gorgeous. The girls did my hair. That was no mean feat working out how to make a metre of long straight red hair look good, but they did.I’d asked my Barb, Foxy and Jill, to be my bride’s maids. Paul, Alec’s cousin Eric and his brother Joe were the best men. I had noted how Barb and. When she was sufficiently satisfied with how wet her fingers had become she let them slowly glide down her chest, her stomach, past her waistline, finally finding her pussy. Moving them back and forth, one finger on each side of her clit a soft moan as allowed to leave her lips.. She looked around and found that sure enough a couple of people were stopping to watch her little performance. She was a little nervous, she had never masturbated In front of a boyfriend before. And now here she was.