We went out for a nice meal and then had cocktails at another bar and I tried to give my husband a handjob under the table because we were both primed...but he said he wanted to wait until later.At 12:45 we headed back to the car with me in the passenger seat and my husband in the back seat. At 3 minutes after 1 am Ryan got in the driver's door and sat down. He didn't say a word - he grabbed me and kissed me and started running his hand up my leg until he was playing with my already wet and eager. Peter's cock came into my vision and I licked the end of it and used a hand to guide it into Linda's pussy. I then went to work with my tongue licking his cock and Linda's clit every chance I got. It was so hot watching his cock pound her hard and fast.Patrick was doing the same to me, his hands spreading my ass cheeks open as he fucked in and out. Linda was holding onto my tiny waist and I moved one of my hands to her ass cheeks squeezing them. The guys were fucking the shit out of us. I could. ..” Aranel interrupted. “That all sounds just wonderful.” Unfortunately, if sarcasm could stop a wedding, she wouldn’t be standing there right now.“Rimmon, do you have the ring?” Gwydion had given up on using the demonic intonation.The demon produced a ring thick enough to fit around his thumb. For Aranel, it would have to be a wristband. But it was not a wristband. Before she could cross her arms, Rimmon had both her tits squished together in the clamp of a giant hand. And before Aranel could. ‘Oh, we’re not married,’ Andrea said. ‘I’m just his friend for the night.’ The men’s eyes lit up and the proverbial light bulbs flicked on. ‘So, if we were to pitch in, how much would it cost us to join you for the night?’ one of them asked. Andrea threw her head back and laughed as she slung one arm around me and said, ‘My rate is six grand for the day, and I don’t take credit cards.’ I tried not to laugh as their faces fell. They polished off their beers and headed off, thinking the rest of.