Maine b puch liya apka koi bf she said tha bt brkup ho gaya..Maine reasn pucha to kehne lagi usko mera figure pasand nai tha……Muje laga ye kuch ja...a hi free ho rahi so maine b keh diya ekdum mast tana tan to figure hai tumhara to wo hasne lagi aur boli mauka dekh ke chauka maar rahe ho ….. I said ha…Aur we both laugh achanak wo uthi aur boli aretum bahot gile ho gaye the apna sir pch lo warna sirdi ho jaegi thn wo khud apne hatho se mera sir dry karne lagi mere kapde b gile the she said why. I carry my own paper with me, and some wet wipes. When I finish getting the pipes clear, and cleaned off, I just stand up and tell 'em to take a good look, and, if they want, a picture or two. I bet there's a few hundred pictures o' me, an my bush, floatin' around in a couple of states. Ever since they put cameras in cell phones, ever'body takes a picture of me with my pants around my ankles, and givin' 'em a big grin." Don't get me wrong! I'm not easy. Floyd and I have known each other since. "I'm George Mason, and I'm late for a wedding. I'm the best man in fact. I have to get myself dressed and little time left for that. So would you please make up your mind?" He was getting angry by that charade already. But her next words let those feelings evaporate immediately."I'm Veronica Mill, and also bound for the wedding." And with an even smaller voice she added, "I'm the bride. And I'm also undressed."George was at a loss of words now. He opened the door fully, momentarily not. I screwed her loose, shit-free asshole while I made her clean her face and take off her slutty fingernails. But, after she sucked me off in the shower, I told her to shave her cunt. She licked my cum off her pale lips and looked up at me in shock, but went right to work with her razor. The sight of her naked pussy hanging open and drooling her fluids was almost too much for both of us. I managed to keep my hands off her, and make her hands stay away from her hot slit, too. I led her to the.