The priest had been thorough but we hadn't talked about what we were doing much. I was ready for more in-depth training. So, Sharon took my hand, drew...me into our bedroom and showed me how the beds would move together to form a larger bed. This was interesting. Had she done this before? I bet she had. Then she slowly took all of her clothes off. She was wearing a blouse and skirt. They came off. Then her bra and her panties, revealing cone shaped, Irish breasts with little pink nipples, and a. The room has a large window in to the corridor and Bob invites Mercy to take a look.." What the fuck" she squeals "Miles, take a look at this"Peering over her shoulder I could see the most perverse scene I've ever witnessed. A young, quite well muscled guy, is on his hands and knees eating out the pussy of a woman that had to be at least 30 years older that him while another older woman was , what can only be described as "vigously" fucking him up his arse with a strap-on. All this was being. She wasn't a supermodel but she knew she was pretty in a classic way. Her hands traveled down her breasts, cupping them. They were full and aching. One hand slid down to her sex and she cupped herself, palming that sweet spot that pulsed against her. He came to mind as she rubbed herself faster. It didn't take long to climax and sagged against the tile as her release swept through her. She stood slowly, shut off the water and stepped out. Zin wrapped the towel around herself and collapsed on. Ever since I have took Helena's old job he is my mentor and a father I never had."The three gentlemen and we are the bridal party. The men are in black tuxes. Our formal wear contrasts exquisitely with the rustic background of the lodge. We figure three brides would be enough femininity for one wedding. My dress. Glad you ask. I am more modest than Michelle; I have decided to hide my cleavage. The bodice is embroidered silk and I wear the largest hoop crinoline I can find. I feel like I had.