It tasted so fucking good.She moaned in delight at my forcefulness as I buried my face into her asscheeks. I couldn’t tell whether I was eating her ...ussy juices or the water, but I didn’t care. It all tasted incredible. I could tell she was in a land of pleasure from the movement of her body and the moans coming from her mouth.Despite enjoying every moment of this, I had to get these fucking shorts off. They’re slowly crushing my manhood.Megan realised my predicament and moved towards me,. Terry smiled and said, "God, Tracy, you are one hot horny fucking little cocksucker. I bet your little cunt is all wet right now. I bet you're so fucking hot right now that your little panties are soaking wet. I want you to take them off and show them to me." I watched as I stood up to reach under my full wedding dress and pulled my panties off. I stepped out of them and as I held them up to Terry I could clearly see on the TV that the crotch was wet; it clearly showed that they were. ."This is why I thought about you…" She said, shyly looking at me.I just looked at her. The thought ran through my head: Carol had been thinking about this since the beginning."When I first met you guys, you were in that almost marriage with Leda. She was very nice to me, and the first one to treat me like an adult back then. If it wasn't for her, maybe you guys wouldn't even like me now because she was the one who put me in the conversations. Anyway, we were talking about you boys and the guys. I look in the mirror and wonder just who in the hell is that woman that I'm putting make-up on each morning. I don't even recognize my own face and I don't like what I see. Actually, I hate what I see.If and when my husband comes back home, I am going to do my very best to make it up to him. I'm going to show him that I'm the best thing that every happened to him. I'm going to love him and make love to him as often as he'll let me. The only question is when is he coming home and how and when do.