Marie was so wet that Brad had no difficulty in entering her and his hard cock pinned her body against the back of the couch. Marie’s tits were sque...zed against the rough fabric of the couch and her nipples were sore from being scratched on the couch by the force of Brad’s thrusts.“Brad, fuck me hard” Marie gasped. “Make me your whore.”Brad obliged and slammed his cock hard into her willing cunt. With this encouragement from Marie, it did not take long before Marie could feel that Brad’s orgasm. She quickly punched up the line and said hello to Slim."Hey, I've been trying to get hold of that no good fiancé of yours for 2 days. Has he skipped town?" Slim said greeting her."Actually that's part of the reason I'm calling. Joe had a little accident on Monday and he's going for surgery today. Nothing life threatening, he tore up a knee." Trying new positions?" He said with his usual off-color tone."Ha, he wishes, he was trying to ice skate. He'll be home in front of the computer for 3 weeks. “Beka, if you’re not a good girl, I’ll embarrass you in front of all these people. You’ll have no proof, and who do you think they’ll believe?”I managed to glance over at him. The blanket was over both of us now, and his hands underneath grasped me. His eyes stared at me hungrily but his face remained calm and serious.“Go back to sleep.”I closed my eyes as a tear escaped down my cheek. He bent down and I felt him kiss me, kiss me, his lips getting when with my years. I flinched and he thrusted. These men were no different than the other men from other bars in her past. They knew exactly what that look in a woman meant, though a newlywed bride was a new conquest. A slight smile spread across their faces as the two friends started to formulate a plan. Kate found her way into the restroom, stumbled into a stall, then awkwardly worked the bottom half of her dress above her legs and squatted over the toilet. Knowing how her husband was anticipating the wedding night, she had worn a.