I guess weddings are really big things in India. She hopes that she can attend our wedding.”Although Jack had only met Melissa’s roommate, Trupti,...on two occasions, he had liked the small young Indian woman. He asked, “She hopes? Didn’t you invite her?”“I did,” Melissa answered, “but she might not be able to come.”“Why not?” Jack asked concentrating primarily on backing out of the parking spot. If it was a matter of getting to where the wedding was being held, he was pretty sure that they could. My mistress squirted her lovers spunk in my mouth without a word. She also peed a little while trying to squirt all the cum out. She said, “Swallow quickly and let’s go to the bathroom”.I had no other go, I swallowed my mistress’ boyfriend’s cum and she jumped and ran to the bathroom signalling me to follow. I ran behind her.As soon as I entered, she signalled me to the floor. I lied on the floor and my mistress squatted over my head and almost immediately she burst out a huge stream of piss. Itwouldn't be easy, but the point was it could be done, given time, and mysecret would be safe."Please Miss Reid, I beg to wear your chastity belt." Really?" She seemed surprised as if it had never occurred to her that Imight change my mind for any reason. "Well then, let's do thisproperly." I was presented with my mobile phone. Emma held my gaze asshe tapped in a telephone number, presumably her own, and placed thephone to my ear. I could hear the ringing tones, followed by an answermachine. She started slowly trailing her fingers lightly up and down my slit, rubbing my juices all over my pussy, I sat sitting up on my elbows watching her in the mirror. Her touch was awesome, my whole body felt hot, my nipples became really hard, such a buzzy feeling in my tummy. Then she started concentrating on my clit, rubbing her first two fingers back and forth, my heart quickened, I opened my legs wider wanting her to rub harder. Then she stopped, she slid her thumbs down the length of my slit.