Khala was wearing a bridal red lehenga (skirt), choli ( blouse) chunri (stole) and a lot of jewels, and along with flowers in her hairs , like a ny...ph from heavens. My cock became uncontrollable upon seeing her and knowing that she is my virgin bride for night and another virgin awaits me for next night .. these thougts got me a good strong errection.Khala was standing near the bed embarrassed and was looking towards the ground . She had a slight veil of her red stole covering her face. When I couldn’t see them anymore, I turned around and got in Aunt Jennifer’s sleek, black Mercedes along with her and Julia.As we drove back towards northern Minneapolis and through downtown, Aunt Jennifer assured us that we would have a great time and we would absolutely NOT sit around playing checkers, drinking tea, taking naps, and have preschool stories read to us till we die of brain damage. No, she said she would make sure we died a more honorable death like pop, movie, and music. "That dress is about a size ten," she told him. I willalter it a bit, taking in the waist, letting out the hips andbust a bit and shortening the hem. When I'm finished it will bea modified size eight." This did not seem right to him. He thought the dress wouldneed to be altered just the opposite to what she described. Hetried to tell her than, but she did not seem to be listening.She just pointed to some sort of a glass case across the room.He was instructed to go and stand in the cabinet,. He was wrong. She seemed to want it all the time. Never insistently, but just a little more than willing, whatever, whenever.Pan lifted herself off him as he softened, crawled up his body, and planted her body on his chest."Hey, lover." Pan, are you always like this?" Like what?" Horny." Uh huh." Oh, God." Why, what's the problem?" I might die." Not yet." No, but — later." Not until I've finished with you." I hope not." I know not."While they were talking, Pandora had spread her legs wider,.