"I guess maybe I had been a bit preoccupied. But the wedding was Friday and this was Tuesday already."Tommy, you're going to have to give this a rest ...r you're going to be so keyed up you won't be worth a damn to Gracie on her big day." I know, I just..." I ran down. I'd been nervous before a shoot before, so what was it about this one? Did I really think I couldn't do it?One thing I'd learned about my lady: If she wanted something, she'd get it, and soon she had me forgetting Friday. At least. Lying there on white cotton sheets printed with tiny purple flowers, sucking her chubby little red-painted fingertip, and pinching her nipple as a tear fell from the corner of her eye. The sight of her doing that was driving me crazy, so I put her knees over my shoulders and stretched her little pussy open wide and started slam fucking her as she screamed like a banshee. I’d never heard screaming like that before or since. Tears were rolling down the corners of her eyes as she was screaming, ". Anahita, give you best to sir. I will leave the two of you alone.” As my father turned to leave, the minister said, “Don’t go, bring the others too, we can discuss matters as I screw her.” I was being humiliated by two old men, and I had to do it all for free. I took up the challenge of satisfying this minister. The minister was licking my neck, as I tried to take his kurta off. He suddenly slapped me and said, “You don’t get to strip me bitch.” I was lying topless on the bed, and he was. I should yell at them for not calling out to me or something, for chasing me through the freaking forest and letting me think that maybe I was still being followed by some hostile, for not letting me know that everything was okay sooner. Come to think of it, I should ask them whether everything is, in fact, okay.Instead, I scramble to my feet, falling twice because my legs are leading the insurrection of my various overtaxed body parts against me, and eventually I manage to throw myself towards.