It wasn't the sort of conversation we expected to be having."Let Alan show you," Jane said.Alan was sitting next to Meg. He pulled the zipper to Meg's...waist."What are you doing?" Meg was shocked."It's alright, Meg. I just want a quick look." Alan opened one side of Meg's jacket. "Ah, yes, just as we thought." Let me see," Jane said.Alan held the other side of Meg's jacket open, revealing Meg's left breast to Jane and me."Very nice," Jane congratulated Meg, and then me."Frank, we have to be. ” said one. “I’mnot sure they’ll make it to the restaurant!” said theother. Stacey felt flush with the comments. Some of it wasfrom embarrassment, but most of it was excitement. “We’renot having sex before the wedding.” she informed the group.Indeed, it had been two weeks since their last lovemaking.Stacey knew the wedding night would be fantastic, but knewher body was pushing it’s limits by waiting so long. She sat on her knees as. I looked at my feet in the air, with my patent leather fuck me pumps on, and I really got carried away by the excitement of it all. This man was treating me like a woman, and I was enjoying it tremendously.I convulsed in uncontrollable orgasms, as wave after wave of contractions spent themselves, and Ilost all control. It was wonderful. At that point he began to grunt, and he came too, fucking me like his bitch, like his own private toy, and finally sent spurt after spurt into my now gaping. He wasted no time and pulled my shirt up to see bare tits. "I am going to love nursing those big melons of yours. I have not seen a tit in months." Then he moved his hand to my pus as I continued to stroke that huge cock. "Yes, you have a bald snatch. A nice big clit. I am going to eat you till you scream." And then he pushed two fingers in my cunt hole and began to fuck me hard. I almost had a wreck so we cooled the sex till we got to my house.At my house we did not bother to cover up as we.