I waited impatiently outside. After a while my beautiful Valsa aunty came, and with her she had got a big cake. I did not guess why she wanted that. T...en she cut a portion of the cake and asked me to go with her to the kitchen. I did as she asked me to. In the kitchen she sat on a stool and removed her bra in front of me. I saw her openmouthed. Then she did something that made my rod shoot up. She took the sliced cake and rubbed it on her breasts in a wide circular motion. I was dazed by her. Miri was dressed in her LBD and was just putting the finishing touches on her makeup. She had laid out my LBD and the foundation garments that went with it. I picked up the bra, holding it reverently before putting it on with hands shaking with excitement. It looked great. It was black smooth satin and it pushed my nearly C-cup breasts up in a way that created breathtaking cleavage. Reluctantly I tore my eyes from my breasts and picked up the panties. They too, were black satin - the sexy. He’s a cool handsome old guy with pepper and salt hair around her father’s age and she knew her father and Giovanni go way back in Italy. ‘To attend his wedding,’ ‘With who?’ That’s interesting. She never knew Giovanni would thought of settling down. With an American girl moreover. Guess not having a heir to pass down his business to had pushed him to do so. ‘You,’ Adrian said blankly. Ariana froze in her seat. ‘Come again?’ She asked again just in case she heard him wrong. ‘Your wedding will. I went into the bar with the strippers. I watch one of the strippers and drank another rum and coke. I drank another rum and coke and watched one of the strippers. She was good-looking. A great dancer. One hot babe and athletic enough to fuck all night long. She had to be a woman. I asked the bartender and found out her name was Desiree. I waited till she was through dancing.When Desiree finished and got down from the stage, I walked up to her, told her she was a great dancer, and stuffed a.