Because you are."She looked down for a second then nodded."Okay, I can understand that. Does it feel good? For the girl I mean."I just looked at her. ... knew she was still feeling my pulse beat under her fingers. I wonder if she had noticed it getting faster. This little chat had me more than a bit turned on. I was starting to notice things. Like the fact she didn't have a bra on under that clingy top. That her nipples were causing those darker points in the fabric. I quickly looked back to her. Mom will be happy.The bride I have is NOT the bride she expected.Mom expected Nancy.Nan was pretty.Nan was tall.Nan was "stately."Nan was boob city.Nan was responsible.Nan had a really good job, because she needed to feel like she was "contributing to the greater good."Nan didn't need to work.Nan was old money.Mom really liked the old money part. Mom was a "climber."Jo is the bride I got.Jo is "plain."Jo is ... east Kentucky hill folk, in Child Protective Services, living with her Uncle, cursed. Then I felt a gentle pull on my shoulder toward another exposed cock on my right. This one wasn't totally hard but with some work in my mouth he became stiffer than a board. I lubed my hand and stroked myself as I sucked. I felt like such a slut there sucking a nice hard cock in the anonymous darkness. I could see others crowding in. I felt several strangers’ hands on my falsie-tits and up my skirt to my ass cheeks and fuckhole. Someone else was vying to masturbate me, but I pulled my. To naresh gali deke bola unki chut.par payal bhabhi ne ye nahi bola ush ne sirf utan hi bola fir payal bhabhi ne naresh pucha aap ne kya kiya unke shath to naresh bola jo tere shath kiya wo sab unke shath kiya hai or ush ke badle me ye sarab bhi mili hai.Payal bhabhi ye bat sunke dang rahi gai or fut fut kar rone lagi par wo kar bhi kya kar sakti thi. Ye baat kahte kahte wo waha par bhi rone lage to ham sab ne ushe shant kiya or kaha chalo ab in bat pe abhi koi bat nahi karnge par shadi ke bad.