I’m not quite sure when it happened, but it did. One second I was moaning and trembling and the next I was wailing and convulsing. I don’t know ho... I managed to remain upright. I don’t even know how I was able to keep from passing out from the intensity of my orgasm. All I know is that wave after wave of cum squirted out of me. There was no telling who the orgasmilk belonged to. It didn’t matter. Only the blissful feeling that filled me was important.My lover moaned alongside me. Our cries. It was long over due.Me: i came specially for you bhabhi because you forced me so many times.She: go freshen up and we will have breakfast.I went to take shower and meanwhile bhaiya left for work. I was alone at home with bhabhi.After the shower me and her had breakfast and we talked a lot about our family and all the things that were going on.It was around 1pm and i was tired and me and her were watching tv. I never realised when i slept. When i woke up at 4. I saw bhabhi was lying just next. I would con him into taking them out after the ceremony.“All set?” Mrs Walmsley asked me.I nodded.“Good. Then let’s go. I still want to see my daughter before the wedding.”I put my small case into the back of the car and we headed off to Watford and the registry office. As we got closer, I felt I could hardly breathe. Everything was happening so fast and I could feel myself starting to panic, my breath coming in little gasps.Mrs Walmsley smiled and took my hand and just held it. It sort of. While I wasbuttoning the blouse, Laura removed my wig from the bag I had brought andwas ready to place it on my head. As she fit the wig into place, Ibrushed up against her red satin blouse. I reached for her tits andstarted touching them. She smiled, but said they were hands off untilshe said so. I stopped, but knew that this was going to be a verymemorable time. The wig I had purchased was an expensive long brown curland completed covered my mannish hairstyle. It was a perfect final.