My ass. He pulls the orbs apart. My sphincter is exposed to those assembled. My slit pouts between my legs.His cock brushes my thigh. A streak of wetn...ss. He guides it against my wet opening. The cock is near. We are about to consummate our marriage as friends and relatives watch. He will take me upon the altar. My bottom presented to him and to them. I won't see my husband the first time he takes me. They will see me taken. It is wicked; it excites me.His cock slides into my soft channel. I. They all stopped and stared at me like I was dinner.‘Not good, ‘ I thought to myself and sat down next to Gina.“What’s going on?” I asked slowly, looking back and forth between them.“We were just chatting,” Gina told me. “Girl stuff.”“Girl stuff, huh?” I commented suspiciously. “You wouldn’t happen to be telling tales about my weekend, would you?”“Who me?” she asked with elaborate innocence. I knew I was in for it then.“Yes, you,” I said evenly. “What did you tell them?”“Nothing that wasn’t. In this video, I was being violently fucked by Samer, my face was clearly visible and I was being spanked hard by him, spat on and called a bitch, a faggot and a Muslim cumdump. His face was, however, not visible. The forum post contained my name and my mobile phone number as well.This was also the first time I experienced a panic attack. I will not go deeper into the feelings about this, but I will tell you that a feeling such as this stays in you forever. It is a feeling of your life. Then, Amy would spend time caressing and playing with Bob's big hard cock while he'd get his hand down in between her thighs and he'd soon have her panties or thong totally wet from her arousal and that's when they knew it was time for them to fuck."Bob, you've got to do me now, baby, I'm so fucking horny, honey," Amy moaned as her pussy was burning with hot sexual desire. She pulled the skimpy panel of her thong panty to the side and then she helped Bob aim his big hardon up into her pussy and.