Ben smiles, Ruth gives him a nod and he asks, As my friend would you stand for me at my wedding? I turn and shake his hand, as Isabel gives Ruth a hug... I say, I would be pleased my friend. Samuel chuckles, You only been waiting a week to ask. We all told you he would. As we walk to the marketplace I ask, Have you picked out the date yet? Ruth walking with her arm interlaced with Ben says, We would as soon as we can. Isabel giggles, There is a perfectly good temple of Aphrodite here in the city.. Nathalie had her legs up which allowed Louise and Liana to have a good view of the two hairy cunts rubbing. Manuela had the advantage of being on top and of controlling the fucking movements being the two women. Nathalie got out of her predicament by biting her rival’s neck and flipping her on her side. The novelist had switched places and was now on top plowing the Spanish woman’s cunt with her own. One could practically hear the rubbing of the two pubic carpets. Liane admired Nathalie’s. He worked his right hand down between them and pushed on his cock. Barbara could feel the head sliding down her belly until it reached the gap between her legs. Then her slit was straddling his cock which was so long that she could feel the head against her asshole. Reese’s other hand came down to grab her butt check and lend her support. “I want you so bad,” Barbara moaned, her voice a mix between demanding and pleading. In answer, Reese drew back his hips. Barbara felt the head drag across. I never felt this tingling sensation before in my life when someone touched my navel.I recalled my cousin’s wedding last year where I wore a gagra choli and transparent dupatta the entire day throughout the function and I have never felt so vulnerable. Maybe because I never really understood the potential of pleasure that my navel could bring forth. I suddenly remembered that the cleaner was not the first guy who had touched my belly button.It was my uncle who had stayed with us last year whom.