It was supposed to be just her and JD. Maybe Marcus and Helen. Her sisters. Instead the wedding party included all of them plus Charles, Edward and al... seven grandchildren. They were still in front of the willow tree but now they also had a tent that held 200 guests - that way they could serve the buffet outside as well. Apparently, outdoor weddings in December are not impossible. She had at least insisted and won on her choice of silk flowers; fresh flowers were just too expensive.It was all. In that half second, though, Mandy's hypersensitive brain, bolstered both by sexual hormones and the sudden introduction of adrenaline, registered a plethora of sensations. There was the smell of Uncle Bob, unique in its own way, as well as the heavy overlay of the odor of what had come leaping from the tip of his penis, and which now coated her chest and abdomen. There was the feel of his weight on her, which was somehow both scary and intoxicating at the same time. And there was that very. Priyanka-Dard hua na.Main- Abhi aur dard hoga, pata hai na.Priyanka- Haa, mujhe pata hai. Anvesha ko koi problem nahi hai naMain- Woh uth bhi jayegi to kuch nahi bolegi. Par tu sure hai ki ek stranger se seal tudwayegi.Priyanka- Tum experienced ho, ache se karoge. Immmature ko kuch pata thode hi rehta hai.Main-Par pyar ke sath hi ladkiya seal tudwati hai.Priyanka-Ye tumhe kisne bol diya. Meri to suru se wish thi IITian se chudwane ki. Ye pata nahi tha ki itni jaldi puri ho jayegi.Main-Ohh, ab. "There's no one else about but I feel happier with the door closed." you say. I smile and run my fingers through your hair.We are both trembling now but you move up to stand next to me. I feel your hands on my chest, reaching for my shirt buttons. Unable to resist, I gently pull at your blouse and return the favour. We release long enough to shed our tops and resume the embrace. Under the blouse, you are wearing a simple, white broderie anglais bra with light blue silk ribbon trim. Admiring.