But maybe not for the same reason my bride was crying...---------------------------------------------------------Becca and I had been engaged for near...y a year. Being that we both came from prominent families we had a huge wedding planned. All of New York society would be in attendance. Her father tried not to show it but he was incredibly perturbed at how much he had to shell out for this huge wedding."I don't know where this stupid tradition of the father paying for the wedding came from, but. It's something like eat and sleep, wake up eat and sleep and so on until nightfall.I went out with the father-in-law and we brought two bags of hot empanadas. Obviously no one was going to cook, the table was just talking about the wedding. Praising some and trashing others according to their dress. I was looking at Malu and she was kind of embarrassed to see me, she was all flushed and avoided looking at me, the few times we coincided she quickly averted her gaze.After sleeping the post. She let out a whispering sigh. Her nipples pushed against the material of her robe. They begged to be touched.He scavenged the hamper for more treasures. The panties were an incredible turn-on. What else would he find? A bra. Her mature busom held in here so neatly and firmly. Creating her trophy curves. He held it up and inspected the cups. His cock bucked in the air with delight.She watched him admiring her undergarments. She was flush with embarrassment and excitement. She wanted to see. I was looking at her face being that close up, I turned to her and said , did you have enough makeup on you floozy? She laughed and said yeah Tim said be slutty looking when you get here so I did up my eyes kind of heavy. Then Tim walked around from behind the camera, his dick was at half mast, and it was already at least four inches longer than I am at full throb. My wife sat up and took his dick in her mouth and sucked it to full glory. Her left hand was around it but her fingers where not.