While I was undergoing a sensual whirlwind, she said nonchalantly, though blushing a little bit, “I sometimes do get a little bit excited too.” Wh...t the hell was that supposed to mean? What was this woman playing at? I quickly scampered away before I left a difficult stain to clean in my underwear. This woman was crazy, I thought to myself. As I got out of her out of my sight, I opened up my paper. My hands were shaking, and I could even hear my own heartbeat. I jumped straight to the end,. “..and his pretty slut, Becky Saunders.” Had he really just said this? Had he called me a ‘slut’ at my own wedding? But then why was Andrew still smiling all over? Was my mind playing tricks? I started to hyperventilate, but the reverend simply continued, and when I listened to his words, my world began to crumble. “Andrew, you are here to be united with Becky in a bond for eternity. Will you love her and hold her, expose her and use her, share her body with your friends and see to it that she. Suddenly, my married client shook and held my hair. She was moaning constantly making little shaky “mmmmmhhhhh” sounds. She suddenly got off me and pinched her vagina with her palm and lied on the bed.My mouth was very dry so I got up and drank some water and rum. She got up and gulped another sip of rum, making that weird funny face again. I slapped her buttocks lightly and asked, “What’s next?”Divya said, “Whatever I say”. She got on the bed in doggy style position, opened her buttocks wide. I wipe another drop off it then rub the wet fingertip over your tight rosy. You moan as I slowly roll the finger around it, gently working it in. Am I a dirty slut now? You don’t answer. Only smile. I slip my lips over you again while still fingering your bottom. Bobbing my head up and down, your moans become more insistent. Your clitty hardens more. You push my head away then lift my face to yours. You don’t want to cum yet. That is good. I am enjoying myself too much for it to end. We kiss,.