Judy sat at our table drinking vodka tonics, talking to people who came by to chat; she danced with the bridegroom, the best man and a couple of other...guys and always went back to our table.About forty-five minutes after I had started watching I saw Rory heading for the table. Judy saw him coming too and she turned and faced in the other direction. Rory stopped at our table and even though it seemed like she was ignoring him he kept talking and eventually she turned, got up and went out onto. I knew this stuff wasn't mine, but I decided to take a look at it anyway. I expected the suitcase to be empty, or locked, but it wasn't.I pulled it out and opened it. It was filled with a man's clothes, travel guides, the usual tourist accessories. None of it was of any interest, and I didn't want to rifle through the case too obtrusively in case it looked as if I'd been through it.I had no intent to steal, I was just curious. The only thing of interest was a brochure for the hotel. I couldn't. You are torn between the sperm delight and the idea of tasting your own anal cavity. With a bit of reluctance, you obey and you realize that the sperm taste is dominant. You suck him and draw on the cock, as you did with the first man, to try to pull some more juice.The other guy is still hard in your pussy and you are still very wet. He grabs your ass again and restarts moving with you. As you bend on him, you can feel your clitoris being rubbed by the movement. This added to the massive cock. Next was the contrasting black mini skirt. I tucked my blouse in and pulled my skirt up to my waist. The rim of my skirt was well above half of my thighs and it stopped just shy of exposing the little bulge in my panties. I walked back to my bathroom to apply my makeup, but I had to check out myself first. My hiked breasts were busting out of my blouse and a little bit of my black bra could be seen through the big opening of my blouse. Spinning around in a circle, it was obvious that my.