I ran my hands over Lena's bare feet and up her leg, pulling her thick thighs apart. I could see a wet patch on the floor where she sat, her fanny was...dripping wet even now. I knew she was horny, but for me not Nigel.I grabbed both her ankles and pulled. Slowly, Lena slid towards me, the ache in her pussy too strong to ignore. As Nigel thrust his cock in to me, I managed to move Lena underneath me, her legs spread wide apart. I looked up at her face, her eyes were fixed on Nigel as pummelled my. As he continued to sensually massage my neck, his whispers started to become more and more suggestive, telling me that he and Daniel would love to see and touch my breasts. I didn't make any objections to the suggestive whispering and perhaps emboldened by this, Daniel who had been sitting in front of me on the chair, moved the short distance to kneel in front of and started to slowly unbutton my blouse as Simon continued the wonderful massage. After Daniel had undone all the buttons on my. Followed by a screech of brakes, the sound of breaking glass, and a whoosh. Some lights go on upstairs. The people in the yard come up on their toes, ready to race forward. Yet nothing happens, so they all wait.Four minutes later there’s the sound of sirens heading this way. All in the yard scramble to escape. Hal joins the rush for the fence, zeros in on one of the smaller people who’d been acting as a lookout at the side fence, and he grabs her. With one hand over her mouth, the other around. Her uncle Gwydion, useless as he was, seemed to be the only apologetic elf in the garden. “I...err... I don’t think this is part of the ceremony anymore, Princess... or should I say My Demon Queen. You are officially married.”“So...This...Is...My...Life...Now?”“I’m afraid so.” Gwydion shook his head and walked away as the Elven flutists began playing jaunty tunes. The only music Rimmon’s friends and family needed was the whimpering moans of the young bride massaging her sore breasts while.