She let go of my cock with her hand and shoved my cock down her throat. She still managed to swirl her tongue around my shaft. Next she started bobbin... up and down slowly. I let out a moan. This felt so good. She gradually and steadily increased her pace each time shoving me all the way down her throat. Faster and faster she went until she was like a piston in an engine revving at full speed. She continued this for almost five minutes when I finally felt myself about to explode. I yelled out,. She knew she was letting everyone see.And she smiled as she watched the screen, knowing the camera would catch her smile and her hand curling down into her slit as her legs were pulled up and bent with the bottom leg pushed farther forward exposing her cunny and her delicate fingers gingerly touching herself. Leaning back and wondering who was enjoying watching her princess flesh. Wondering how many were wanting her pretty body the way her Paul wanted her. Or her friend Masha.The doorbell rang.. I saw the way he interacted at the wedding, dancing on the floor with our friends, raising his glass for all the toasts, grinning through the speeches. He seemed so at ease, and I realized that Wes fit naturally in a wedding. He blended in so well that he might as well have been the groom. He gave free medical advice to the guests, danced with Rita, fed me cake while I held Bean.Like Rita and Addie had said so long ago, he was husband material.I tried not to think about it. We were already. Him?! A rush of cool air bathed the girls as the trunk was opened. Alexa was lifted out and placed on her feet but her legs gave way immediately. She tried to stand in response to the shouting and tugging on her collar but her knees kept buckling under her body. There were strong hands on her upper arms and she felt somebody lifting her feet by the ankle chain - she was being carried face down! It was impossible to tell where they were going but she recognized the harsh metallic click of a.