I have faith in you.Georgina really is incredible. How many women would have stuck by me through these past couple of weeks? Just talking with her is ...aking my day better already! We finish the food.Me: So, what should we do now?Georgina: I’ve got an idea! Seeing as I got you all tense just now, I’m going to give your body a good ole rub down! Just something quick and simple to hopefully set your mind at ease.She goes behind the sofa and starts rubbing my shoulders.Georgina: How does that. It's moments like this my ass can give such a twitch up itself that I nearly spunk. It almost hurt, at that moment I could have stuck anything into me and cum.He sat for a minute or two, looked over a couple of times. My bum hole was positively leaking by this point as I sat thinking about getting fucked by him - and wondering what his cock was like. I thought when I looked over that he might be wanking. I got out, went to the back of my car, and popped the hatchback up to make a sort of screen. I almost giggled as they left and I looked at Jon’s embarrassed face.“Well, are you willing to help Ray out on our special day?”“I would love to if you two are sure about this.”I turned to the counter and simultaneously pulled my wedding dress up past my waist. I had to bunch it to hold it high enough for him to not tear it. As I pushed my ass out and swayed from side to side, I could feel his calloused fingers slide along my ass. I heard his surprisingly loud zipper as he pulled his dick out. “Please don’t cry.”The meeting was finally over, and all the villagers stood up to leave. Meanwhile, we started walking towards the sarpanch. Kusum was taking slow steps as she was scared to approach him. I understood what she was going through, but this was necessary.A young assistant introduced us, “This is Dibakar Banarjee and his wife, Kusum.”“Yes, I know who they are. What’s their issue?”“It’s Kusum… pssst…” the assistant widened his eyes, trying to tell sarpanch about the issue without.