Finally we began to put our clothes back on. Delon ordered both Helen and Cindy to leave their underwear on my desk. Helen hesitated, but finally did ...s she was told. Cindy obeyed instantly.We were finished for now. But we obviously weren’t finished. There was never any doubt that I’ll be abused again before the day was over.I put my skirt and sheer blouse back on before I suddenly remembered my pending punishment. I felt my face turn white and I turned to look at Delon. I pleaded, “Please,. I wanted to do it in Reedville, so that my whole family — 25 of them at last count — didn't have to make a four hour drive — but Gwen wanted it to be close to her mother, so I conceded. And we wound up with a very small wedding party — one attendant each so Robert wasn't a groom's man after all. But Gwen was radiant in white and when she looked me in the eyes and said 'I do' I honestly felt my heart stop for a moment.Our reception was a short, formal affair very different from that chaos that. Before she had time to blink he had her wrapped within his arms, his fleshy skin was pulling against her waist. Their lips thrust together, almost clattering teeth in impact as they felt each other against their skin. Almost taking a single hop she wrapped her legs tight around his waist, pushing her chest eagerly into his. “I don’t want…” she mumbled, tasting his tongue against hers, “… no…love makin’,” she sighed, her arms pulling him further against her. “Nuh uh,” he shook, her tongue. From my own particular point of view, her body was perfect. My ideal female form is tall and slim, with breasts that are small but full. Long legs and a high, nicely rounded ass, complete the picture and if the owner has a face anything better than plain, I consider it a bonus. Maggie had it all. She could not, in all honesty, be described as anything more than pretty – but what she may have lacked in facial beauty, she more than made up for in sheer sexiness. And then there was her body. Her.