. above her panty-covered cunt!Once again a flood of fire-filled sensations charged through the core of her desire-stimulated body. The warm wet conta...t of his saliva-drenched tongue was too much. Like a puppet on a string, Laura slipped her panties down out of the way and thrilled with the incredible touch of the unhindered tongue as it spread open the hair-fuzzed lips of her young cuntal crack as the dog began laving her sensitive inner-flesh with a taunting upsweep that sent uncontrollable. Charlie didn't talk about him but her perants commented alot about him, saying he wasn't good enough for there daughter. He was a machanic a biker and a boxer. Not the kind of man to be welcomed into the house of a consultant surgeon ( her dad ) and a company director ( her mother ). He was discribed to me as "ruff crude and working class".The plans for the wedding snowballed and the big day was only days away. A country Hall had been hired for the big day and we were to be married outside. I honestly didn't care if they gave me any money or not, however, I was a little glad that they wanted to give me something to sort of say "thank you" This went on for some time until the last man standing finished fucking me. When he got off he told the man under me that everyone was gone now and he could let me up.He let go of my arms and legs; I sat up putting all my weight on his cock still in my asshole. I reached down between my legs and I grabbed hold of his upper thighs. I put my feet. The extenders I used made it almost translucent. I scraped away paint from the dark mass and two faces began to emerge. They leaned toward each other, touching lip to lip. So lightly touching you could almost see light between them. I hummed, not recognizing the tune. I hadn’t set up my music, so I was stuck with whatever sounds came out of my own mouth as a soundtrack.It wasn’t important to be on key. Just noises, sometimes tonal and sometimes not, but filled with the emotion of my paint on.