“Okay,” he sighed, somewhat reassured. “So, it was just random bad luck that we were here at the same time?”“Yeah, I guess so,” I confirme....He lowered his voice. “Elisa, then why were you sucking my dick?” he asked.He didn't sound mad, just concerned. It was disorienting. “I...I don't even know. I just saw you go into the glory hole room and...and I followed you,” I said. “I don't even know why I did it. I'm sorry.”He sighed. “Alright. Well, I need you to understand that my wife doesn't know I. She turned to me and laughed. "I wouldn't miss it." Good, how about putting out again?"She twitched her nose, like she was giving my question some thought."How much time do we have?" We have an hour and a half until the wedding but that includes showering and getting dressed." Will it count as a 'time'?" Yes, I'm sorry to say that it will." Hmmm, let me consider. Do I want to use a pip for... what did you have in mind?" I was thinking of the thing we do where you do the full split, take my. " I remember her, too," Shirley said."Why don't you come over and join us?" I said."You sure?" Am I sure? Sure, I'm sure! If you're not waiting for anybody in particular, c'mon over to our table." OK. --No, I'm not waiting for anyone." Don't forget your little wrap, there," I told her, when she was about to leave her table. Shirley seemed a little out of it. Timid. Reserved. She grabbed the bit of cloth and followed me across the empty dance floor to our side of the big room."Hey, everybody!. You can feel how incredibly hard my cock is and sense that my whole body is screaming out to shoot my heavy load into you, but you're not ready for that yet. Reaching down between my legs you run your fingernails sharply against my balls before taking them in your hand and squeezing them hard enough to make sure the cum stays there until you're ready for it.Crisis averted, it's time to turn this washing machine into a fucking machine! With one hand I begin squeezing your breasts and playing.