Feminine. I felt my heart begin to race and the blood in my face boil as last night continued to play in my mind. The pumping in my veins was almost d...afening as I struggled at the ties, which seemed to be loosening with every tug. My body ached all over, and there were still remnants of that tingling fiery sensation I felt last night. Now; however, it was aimed more towards my sides, hips, and hands. Fortunately, it seemed to be quickly subsiding. I groaned and grunted with each tug of the. .. please, John... isn't this enough?" Damn it, I said beg me! Come on, ask me to fuck you... tell me you want it!" Oh, God... why... why do you need that, too?" He was taking everything from her -pride, morals, all of it!"I want to hear you beg, you stuck up little bitch! Beg!" A-all right," she sighed hopelessly, "Do it to me... I--I want you to do it to me." Not like that. Say 'fuck.' Ask me to fuck you!" Fuck me... Oh God... yes, yes, fuck me!" she almost screamed it at him through her. ”“Really.”“Yes. So it doesn’t even that feel wrong to me. But if you want to tell her when she gets over here, go ahead, do it. I’m fine with that. Or if you want me to call off the wedding, I will.”“Like hell, you will,” she said. “You do that and you’ll have a pissed-off crowd, a pissed-off wife and a pissed-off mother-in-law.”Max laughed, kissed her, and thanked her for saying that.----The female wedding party straggled over to Hannah’s house, one was on time, the rest were thirty to forty. Her eyes got big and she swallowed hard, but then stripped off her sweatshirt and riding pants. Underneath she wore a set of black panties and bra which pushed her small-ish breasts nicely upwards, giving her a sweet little cleavage. She was slightly chubby, not big, but not petite, just the kind of girl I like. I licked my lips, and slid the crop into her panties, pushing them down with it.Her pussy was shaved bare and she blushed as her underpants fell to the ground. "Now bend down," I said,.