I sat there and suddenly I was surrounded by Christine, carrying her bags, then Claire And Katie. "We've been to your house then second guessed you'd ...e here. Cost a fucking fiver in the taxi !“ Christine said ”and I'm not leaving until Ok“ ”Until when" I asked but Chris had wandered to the bar.She came back with four bottles of house wine and four glasses. “Finish that and then drink this and take this” Another pill. I needed one ! Mr Floppy and getting more pissed by the second but I wasn't. During those days in Kerala, we had a full time maid at our house. She stays at our house 24×7 and goes to her village only once in three months or so. She is fair, slim and has olive colour eyes and she was unmarried. She had pretty unique features and no one would dare to even think of her as a maid. Some say she looks beautiful but to me she had always been an average woman with attractive features as I don’t believe much in beauone.Coming to the story, as I said, I was in 12std at that. I was so fucking keyed up going over this in my mind over and over again on the way to the church that I felt myself fighting my own feelings, then on top of all that, knowing and feeling so damn wet between my legs did not help a bit. I'm no different that any other girl or bride, I thought of sex, but before right now it had always been with and about my boyfriend or, in this case, my husband-to-be. I really never dwelled on it like boys did; I had my moments, but today, right here, right. I sucked on her outer and inner lips gently, and watched her face as I knew that she was experiencing much pleasure from my tongue. Doug was kneeling at her face and she was gobbling his thick cock, sliding it in and out of her mouth. His shaft glistened with wet. My cock got harder and I started to eat her more fervently. Carol arched her hips and I could feel the tremours of bliss racking her body. She closed her legs around my head, trapping me, pushing her mound into my face, smothering me..