An untold number of hours later, I came to feeling very refreshed, albeit with hair curled over my face, and a wet feeling on my chest.As I opened my ...yes, I could see that the hair was curly and dark red, so I knew in an instant to whom it belonged. The wet feeling took me a moment to decipher, but I soon realized that the position of her head would indicate that she was drooling out of one side of her mouth. I smiled at the realization, and wondered if she would be embarrassed when she woke. That would be difficult but she was determined to continue her life as a bestiality slut. There was no going back.Leesa dressed, kissed both Myra and Beth goodbye and reluctantly headed home. She drove slowly, rehearsing what she might say. Nothing seemed to cover it. Finally she pulled into the driveway. It was dark outside but she noticed there did not appear to be lights in the house. Figuring Tom wasn’t home yet she let herself in. She looked around and no Tom. Walking into the kitchen she. Richelle, despite her long brown hair, nice C-cup tits and round, firm arse, considered her legs to be her best feature. As the tallest of her friends, they were long, and she shaved them daily. She was praying for the day that short skirts came back into fashion, so that she could finally be the girl in the school who drew the most glances.It sounded like Greg wasn't going to shut up any time soon, so Richelle thought that she might as well make herself a bit more comfortable. She raised her. We took pheras and then I held her tight. She said aaj se aap mere patii ho, ab mai aapki hoo. Mai to ye sun ke pagal hogya. I put sindoor in her maang, she touched my feet and forced me to call her by name. Sarita kitni pyarii lag rahi thi mai kya bolo. We had dinner together from the same plate, and I was excited about the suhag raat part. We walked in my parents bedroom it was all done up for the suhaag raat. Sarita put her pallu on her head and sat on the bed. She told me that 25 years ago.