I starred at the server, slowly removed my fingers from Ash’s wet pussy, making sure she knew that at the very least my hand was in her lap. I pulle... my hand from under the table, I don’t know if she could see it but my fingers were covered in Ash’s juices. I brought my hand to my mouth, and slowly sucked each finger clean, while still starring at the server. I knew she could see what I was doing, but she was still trying to make eye contact with Ash. As I was sucking the second finger, she. .. stop!' But I could feel her cunt opening under my lascivious attentions, and so could she! Her distress became almost uncontrollable. 'Oh, my God!' she screamed in her desperation as my finger found its way to her clitoris and lovingly titillated it; spasmodically she squeezed her thighs together in her vain attempts to defend herself. Unheeding her agonised pleadings, I continued to tickle her clitoris for a few delicious moments, then I gently passed my finger along her cunt and between. Among flailing arms, clutching hands, frantic pushing, and ear-piercing screeches, the bouquet settled into the hands of Megan, one of the bride’s attendants. Megan was an attractive woman who looked to be in her early twenties. Her welcoming eyes and engaging smile told all who met her that she was a people-person. She was stunning with the poise of a fashion model. Even though all of the bridesmaids wore the same burgundy colored taffeta gown, Megan’s looked as if it had been custom made.. He could almost imagine that wasn't his voice, butthe sound of a woman he was massaging into erotic bliss. Almost. Hehefted one of his large breasts in his free hand. The weight of it inhis hand and the large erect nipple pressing into his palm turned him oneven more. But part of that arousal was the feeling of his hand on _his_breast. Almost without warning his orgasm crashed over him and he nearlyscreamed his pleasure. A pleasure that took longer to die away.As he recovered under the spray of.