"Matron of Honour sounds so old and dowdy," she complained in a good-natured manner. "I'm still a young woman."I just cocked a sardonic eyebrow at her... and then continued with my list."Ah, yes. And flower girl will be Miss Juanita Villanueva." She was in Grade Two at Barracuda Beach Elementary. When she'd arrived in town, shortly before Willow Lane Elementary burned to the ground, she had been nervous and terminally shy. Her mother had moved to Manatee Bay for both cheaper housing and a job,. Tonight. At eleven on the dot, I received a text notifying me that my ride was out front. Hugs all around, I said my goodbyes, with everyone agreeing that we shouldn't wait so long to get together next time. After air kisses, I was off to meet my ride home.As I walk through the lobby doors, the cool night air hits my face, and I inhale, feeling refreshed. I see the black sedan with the U in the window, and since there is no one else waiting for a car this late, I assume it must be for me.. I was drying off when I received a text. It was from Chad, he was going to be late getting home tonight. I felt relieved because the room still smelled of sex. I retrieved a Scentsy and plugged it in. I got dressed and fixed myself dinner. After I ate, I sat in the living room, reading a book, when my cell rang.~~*~~It was my BFF Traci. Traci was a long time friend that I grew up with. We had gone to school together. We ran into each other once in a while, shopping, or the grocery store. It was. Whoever this was, his fingers knew exactly what to do. I began to moan and getting hotter. I felt another orgasm was growing in me.Those fingers gave another two intense orgasms and I had to bit my lips to prevent yelling like a bitch in heat. The match now was going in fair play and I could not afford to scream dirty words…Suddenly all those fingers slipped out from my soaking cunt; leaving me empty but yet fulfilled. I thanked him in my mind…But then, to my full shock two lubed fingers were.