"Truthfully, I agreed with them all. They had somehow transformed me intosomething uniquely exotic and sweetly erotic! I was hoping John would likeit....hapter 3 - Mr. And Mrs. HathawayThe wedding music had begun, and Sarah said, "Heather, it's time. Knock 'emdead, sis!" She gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and left to join thewedding guests. I walked down the same long corridor I had just a couplemonths ago as one of Sarah's bridesmaids. This was enormously different Ithought as I walked. I. She also bit anchal’s ear.Then she put a hand over anchal’s boobs and started pressing them.Anchal asked her to be as hard as she could.Anushka pressed them so hard that anchal let out her first moan.Her boobs had turned red.Then anushka took one of anchal’s boobs in her mouth and sucked it for some time.She went to the sink and bought her face wash.She poured some of it on her own boobs and asked anchal to massage them.Anchal gave anushka’s boobs a nice massage upto the moment when anushka. She closed her eyes. After a long pause, her hand moved slowly, timidly to her sodden sex.She was subtle and self-conscious for the first minute or two. The audience was intimidating. Gradually, the sensation of touching her clit commanded her attention. She forgot the watchers. Hannah could only recognize the sensations from rubbing her little lovebud.“Do it for Mommy, baby,” Lisa purred. “Cum for Mommy.”They were the same words Lisa used a few years earlier when she taught Hannah to pleasure. "I looked at the pictures Mrs. Meyer had taken of me and for some reasonthey looked different on paper. I still had a hard time believing theywere pictures of me. Cindy was right; I was beautiful, drop deadgorgeous. To say it kind of creeped me out would be an understatement.The first picture was easy to see me, because it was, just me, nomakeup. The only thing that bothered me about the picture was I stillwas pretty in an understated way."What can you tell me about that photo, Mark?" Mrs..