It's this traditional Indian wedding dress. It's always supposed to be heavy, shiny and mostly red. The one that I was wearing was in red and blue, wi...h lots of handcrafted work done over it. To complete the look, a had put on a lot of matching jewelry. I looked nothing less than an Indian princess. And there I was, waiting for my to be husband to enter the wedding venue. I was sitting all by myself in my room, while the whole family and guests were busy attending the guests. Minutes away from. Like I said earlier, this girl had really filled out and carried the weight in all the right places. Eventually I managed to stick a wet finger in the tight little hole she had. This brought on a whole new episode of squealing and moaning. I started finger fucking her. She stopped playing with my balls and I could tell she was really getting into the feeling. She kept trying to shove the finger in deeper and was so wet that my tongue couldn't keep up. As I kept going, she screamed and I felt. Needed the thrill of getting Scott to cheat. Taking him completely wasn’t an option.‘Just like how I need Scott taken for me to orgasm.’Jean bit her lip.‘And god do I miss cumming!’The psychic had known for ages that she was into cuckqueening. Men could do anything to her body, completely devote themselves to her… and she would barely get moist. But have her watch from a closet or behind a door Scott taking someone else? Oh, Jean would cum before she could even get her fingers between her folds. I filled it up and jumped in.. I laid there while the water filled up. Thinking about exactly what I've done. After about 5-10 minutes or so I could smell something cooking. I let out a big sigh and realize I'm safe. I got a free show and free place to stay.. I smiled and laid back and enjoyed the bath. I begin having flashes of what just had happened. I find myself hard again thinking about how she was teasing herself but it really felt like it was for me. Within minutes I find myself jacking.