Pammy told her “Not like that! You have to lift up your legs more, and spread them apart, like I was!” Rachel d...d just that! I could see her little white panties. Back and forth she swung, displaying to me her little undies and pretty smooth legs. After a few more swings, she dropped down. I asked her if everything was okay, and she said “Sure!' I told Pammy that I had to go check on the. Mmm ki awaze kr rahi thiiii,, usse mai aur pagal ho raha tha mai apne ek hath se uski gand sehla raha tha dusra hath se uske boobs ,, Phr kiss krte krte maine uske shirt k button kholne shuru kiye aur dhere dhire uska shirt nikal diya aur usne bhi mera tshirt nikal feka ab mai usske boobs k as pas chatne laga aur vo mere sar ko uske boobs k pas dabane lagii,,,,Phr maine uski bra utardi ab uske 32 size k mast gore gore soft soft meme mere samne the maine uske bable chusne shuru kr diye, mai left. ”“Oh, Cici,” I whisper sympathetically."It’s nothing,” she replies, taking a long drag of the cigarette, tossing her head back defiantly, and walking on. “But, since I’ve always hated the name Caroline, I thought it a fitting tribute.” After a few more steps, she turns and, with a wicked smile on her face, laughs and tells me, “Plus my aunt and my mother never got on so I like the idea of it being a daily reminder of her.”As we reach the door of the restaurant, I watch her grind the cigarette. The DJ played music during the wedding and then kicked off the reception with the song 'Can't Help Falling in Love With You, ' the Elvis version, of course. We did all the traditional stuff; cutting the cake, the garter toss and the bouquet toss. I danced with Sarah, and Martha danced with Ray, and then John and Katie joined us and we all had a wonderful time. When we were about to leave, my Mom came up to us and handed us a basket of envelopes."What's all this, Katie?" Well Marty, our friends.