* * * ‘Let’s get married!’ Angie declared over dinner that night. ‘You mean again?’ John asked. ‘Yes, like renewing our vows. My folks alw...ys wanted me to have a nice wedding. It doesn’t have to be big, but I’d like to have something for them. Besides, I want everyone to know that I love you, and that I’m not ashamed to be your wife. But what about our folks?’ Angie asked. ‘What do we tell them, how do we explain us?’ ‘We tell them the whole truth,’ John replied. ‘My idea is this: We say. "Yeah, well just so's ya don't mention this here corn-likker business to no-one," he said, his grin turning to a serious frown. "Ain't no reason to do it anyway."She smiled nervously and turned from him, facing down the road. Suddenly the sound of a car engine broke the silence. It had come from the direction of town, and she turned terror stricken as Buck spun about. He gripped her hand and pulled her off the road, and at the same moment a truck wheeled around the bend sending up a spiraling. You just keep silent and relax. Let us see up to what extent, he will go. That would be fun ”Though I wanted to leave, as I did not wish to put Vishal’s mood off, I sat down reluctantly. Slowly the man reached out and once again put his right hand on my thighs. I shut my eyes for a moment. He started caressing and pinching my thighs over my saree. I looked at Vishal. He was also looking at the man’s hands fondling my thighs.I said, ” Vishal look, he has put his hands on my thighs again ”Vishal. I’ve never been into spanking but why not she might like it? She did. This continued until I could feel both of us drawing close to our objective. I slid out of her pussy and replaced my cock with tongue again. I still smacked her arse. This seemed to bring her off as she bucked and thrust her hips back. She came, her juices running down between her legs, my god was she wet. I managed to rub my hand up her thigh, cupping her cum juices and rubbed them onto my cock. I had a plan. I again got.