All of Celia's bridesmaids were friends from Venezuela and had dark complexions that contrasted very nicely with the color of the gowns.The groomsmen ...nd the bridesmaids separated and took their positions before the altar. Next, the best man and the maid of honor entered the room. Greg's best man was Michael Stinson, his co-star in the last movie he'd made. Celia's maid of honor was Gloria Dominquez, the girl who had been her best friend during her high school days. These two walked arm in arm. " "You're such a bitch." "I'm kidding. I told him that you had always been strictly for looking at, even back at the home. That you were stubborn as hell and that he should give up on the idea of sex. That there were lots of girls like me that he wouldn't have to ask twice for what he wanted." "I hope he heard that." "He didn't. I didn't know your favorite color but I told him you liked apples." I gave her a horrified look. She might as well have told him that I liked diamonds. Apples were. He seemed to have trouble getting a grip as he rolled them around and pushed her breasts left and right and up and down. The man’s penis grew longer, poking out directly in front of Cindy’s face. ‘”Oh,” said the man. “But now my bottom is exposed. Perhaps if you cover it with your hands.”"Good idea,” said Cindy. She reached forward and put her hands on either side of his bottom. His penis pressed against her face. “It’s no good,” said Cindy, the cock dancing on her lips as she spoke. “Your. I'd never seen anyone look like that for one thing. And for another, I'd never seen anyone look so devilishly wicked while doing it. Cindy looked absolutely crazed. And I loved it!I'd already shot my wad, joining them both in a nice long drawn out cum-wrenching orgasm that had me seeing stars, when I looked up and saw the blue screen on the TV. I figured the show was over, careful not to trip out of my pants as I made my way over to rewind the tape. Just as I was about to hit the button.