The plastic of her saddle was making her knickers damp, peddling to an old tree that had fallen down in the park. Consedering last week it had done no...hing but rain the tree was now dry enough to sit on which is exactly what she did. Propping her bike at the end she sat with her legs either side and just laid back enjoying the sun, her short skirt rising up as she laid back and stretched out. Her knickers still damp from the bike and heat she felt trickles of sweat running down her legs,. "She gasped in shock. I think she may have assumed that she was finished, that she could get her clothes and we would get out of here. She wasn't expecting to have to service every man in the room.The two men sitting on the nearest sofa jumped up and guided her to one of the sofas in the middle of the room so that everyone would have a good view. They put her up on the seat on her knees and leaned her over the back of the sofa. One of them went around and guided his hard cock to her mouth. As. "I want to do this properly so we'll need a year to plan it," I said,"and I want Natalie to be my Maid of Honor." Wow, offering her a big role like that is very generous of you,Merry," said Tim, "but do you think she'd accept it?" Trust me, my love," I laughed, "she won't be able to refuse!"Oh, this was going to be truly delicious! Natalie would have to watchand smile as I walked down the aisle on her father's arm and marriedTim, would have to listen to everyone congratulating us, and wouldhave. He called them the big three. So we watched The Philadelphia Story. Rob had his arm around me, and I let him play with my breast during the film. As it wound down, I stroked his cock until his jeans permanently bulged. His breathing grew more ragged, and the moment the film ended I leaned over and unbuckled his belt so I could get at him. I pulled down his briefs and his dick whipped out, slapping me in the nose.Rob snorted into my neck as I giggled, rubbing my poor nose. Rob's manhood wasn't.