The public ceremony was held at St Mary’s Church in Wimbledon, where we had attended every Christmas for years. When we got there, we found it absol...tely packed, and there was even a TV news crew at the back.There was to be a ‘private committal’ following the service, which I suppose most people thought would be at a cemetery or crematorium. It wasn’t. It was in our back garden. The small brick building by our back fence, which I had always assumed to be a fancy shed, turned out to be the. As she was stroking me thru her panties I could feel how wet she was and she was ready I reached over to my pants on the floor and she grabbed my arm and said we don’t need that I can’t get pregnant that stopped me in my tracks I reached down gave a slap on the ass which resulted in a yelp and he pinning my hands above my head and with a growl she said I’ll have that now she reared back I slid my hand down and pulled her panties aside my fingers coming back slick and wet and she lowered herself. 00 once the little girl was asleep. When I arrived M welcomed me (he actually looks a bit like me and is of similar build, although slightly larger and I wondered if that was one reason they chose me?)There was no immediate sign of S but M gave me a drink and we started chatting about photography etc. M had decided we would get S to pose for some photos (he had set up studio lights in their sitting room) and we would then just see what (if anything) develops. Then S came in; she looked lovely,. Aur muh se zor zor ki sase lene lag gayi. Main uske muh mein thukne laga.Priya: Aur thukiye Thakur ji .Apki randi ke muh mein. Main apki rakhel hu. Apki chinal hu, apki property hu.Main: Chal meri rakhel abhi chusne ka wakt aya hai.Woh niche baith gayi. Main use dekh ke khush ho gaya uske sharir pe ek bhi kapde nahi tha par sone ke jewelry aur mangalsutra tha jo uske stano pe latak raha tha. Woh dekh ke main khush ho gaya.Main: Mangalsutra tere stano pe latakta dekh accha laga.Priya:.