“Hey” I replied. We discussed our classes and the events of the day thus far. Dana, the very same bar pickup, dance floor blowjob, Dana, sat down ...ext to Holly. “Hey, Dana” I said. “Hi…John right?” She said, unsure of my name. “Ya” I said. “You had quite a time the other day” Holly said. “What?” Dana asked. “At the frat party” I reiterated. “I don’t really remember what happened” Dana said. “Do you want us to tell you” I said, smiling. “I would imagine it involved sex…lots of sex” Dana said.. The bride I just met a couple of hours ago was bent in a doggy style pose. And in the same bridal dress I had seen. A man was banging her from behind. The guy looked the same age as her, maybe her ex or lover.Let me describe Lubna now. I saw her first time at the wedding itself. She was milky white in complexion, height around 5’6″ perfect figure I guess must be 34-29-35. Even wearing the traditional lehenga, she made sure her bust and bum protruded when everyone met her.She was wearing rose. He then askes her to turn over. She’s so horny that she can't turn over fast enough. He starts at her head and massages her neck and slowly moves his way to her arms, teasing her. He then moves to her upper chest and slowly moves down to her small tits.He spends five minutes massaging her tits, cupping them and lightly squeezing and rolling her nipples between his fingers and she starts to moan louder. He then starts to work his way down her slender body and moves to her legs and massages right. This wasn't the first time Bo Peep had let the flock get away from her. She'd probably decided to take a quick dip in the creek, and the sheep had wandered off. That's what had happened last time.He'd been pretty upset about it at first. It didn't take much to get Pappa upset. First of all, any man with a name like Pappa Peep would be easily riled up. You just can't go through puberty with a name like Peep and not get wagon-fuls of shit about it from boys with normal last names. He'd wondered.