He had taken one back to the room we were sharing, and I had taken the other back to her room. She had been great in bed, and when I talked to Joey th... next day, he raved about the one he had slept with. The Wednesday was where it got really crazy. We went out again and each took home a bridesmaid again – but this time we switched. Apparently, though, we hadn’t communicated with each other very well, because when I got back to her room, Joey was already there with the other bridesmaid. We were. She had great eyes. Deep dark brown with beautiful lashes. I heard Sarah chirp that she would be just a few more minutes and I felt myself get a little disappointed, as I was really enjoying Leah's company. Just then Leah dropped a coaster on the floor and as she leaned over to pick it up, her v-neck sweater was working overtime just to keep those beautiful tits from busting out. She looked up at me, and caught me taking them all in. She smiled sweetly and then sat back down with her thigh now. He walked over and sat at the piano, striking a chord. He looked at me and asked, “What would you like to hear?” I sat and thought for a moment. “Play me some Beatles… I Want To Hold Your Hand.” He smiled and opened it with a long introduction. I popped a grape into my mouth and closed my eyes. “Sing with it,” he instructed me. “Oh yeah, I’ll tell you something I think you’ll understand. When I say that something. I wanna hold your hand…” I looked at him as I sang and walked around to him.. I feel him slide his hand between us and then he's inside me, his hard cock filling my torrid pussy. Oh fuck!"The condom?" I whisper breathlessly, momentarily breaking our kiss."It's on," he says as he starts rhythmically pumping in and out and I plunge my tongue back into his mouth, wondering when he had time to do that.His rigid cock is massaging my sensitive pussy walls with each thrust, stoking the embers of my prior orgasms and building a fire so hot that my whole body feels like it's.