I am lost.I must have finally succumbed to sleep in the boot of the car I was imprisoned in. Covered in vomit and urine. My balls burning from the n...w permanent cock and ball clamp, my ass and thighs on fire from the nettle burns, and my ass open and abused from the previous nights gang rape. The meagre clothes, stockings, blouse and short skirt, soiled in the same way.I am rudely awakened when the boot is opened letting in the cold light of day. I blink at the light and cower as I discern. Jasmine. It feels good as she rubs and massages my arms, chest, and legs with the oil. I softly moan as she also rubs my neck and shoulders and my temples as well. The massage is enjoyable, but leaves me with the scent of jasmine overpowering all else. But I'm not complaining. Who doesn't like a good massage?I am left alone then for what seems like hours, but is only a few moments. I figure she has gone to get her next item. I wait with anxiousness and am surprised when I feel her take my cock. My head was spinning with all this so I wheeled my chair into the bedroom to lay down. Brittany fallowed me to the bedroom. She didn't speak she just climbed on the bed and started sucking my cock. It started to feel really good soI got into it. Hell she gaave head better then her mother. She started to get into it too. Before I knew what was happing she took her shirt off and brought my hand up to her breast and used my hand to fondle her tits. Before I was feelingher nipples harden under the. Your family, friends’ families, former friends, an ex-girlfriend or two, and even some old teachers are going to be there.What makes it worse is that the girl you have brought to those last three weddings, Jenn, just split up with you. It was mutual, you felt the relationship slowly coming to an end, but it was embarrassing because you had pledged to all of your buddies that she was the one. She felt bad for initiating the inevitable break up just before the wedding the two of you were to.