I want to slam my legs closed, no, man has ever touched me there. I sob but nothing comes out.‘Hush, relax and please don’t be afraid’ I hear a ...eep voice tell me. I try to move but I can’t. I am crying but whatever covers my eyes just soaks up my tears.So gently is my clit being rubbed, back and forwards and then in circles. The whole area around my clit is being stroked. I feel tingles and I am trying to fight, No but my body is betraying me and I can feel myself getting wet. Slowly fingers. C law school in the fall. ‘Thelma, you were really swell up there. And…you never called,’ he said brazenly sticking the flowers under one arm. He interrupted the people at the table next to the girls, politely asked to borrow their chair and wedged it between Thelma and Marlinda sitting down. Thelma exhaled smoke right under his nose and said, quite curtly- ‘Well you could have asked for my number. And then you could have done the calling. Who knows, I might have answered,’ she said with a wry. I reach my hand out to help you but you slap it away and say, “Did I tell you to move?”“N-no,” I reply.You finish pulling your pants open releasing your monster dick. I'm just staring, until you grab me by the back of my head, wrapping your fingers in my hair, forcing my head down onto your dick. I gag a little. You start moving my head up down. Once my throat relaxes I reach my hand up to roll your balls in my hand.“Oh your such a little slut. You like this don’t you? of course you do,” you. Tom and Vic flew in the day before the wedding from Protection with a full load in the Connie.People began to gather in the late morning. The day dawned with bright sun but cool enough to be comfortable. The wedding party was dressing. I would be wearing a dress for only the third time since the Day. The two other times were my weddings!It would be the most formal wedding ever held in any of the communities. Mike's little sister would be flower girl and my own Charlie would be ring bearer. The.