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He ordered me to stand, and gave each of my breasts a rough slap. I could now feel moisture starting to drip down my inner thigh from my pussy, and wondered if Chris was going to fuck me. I didn't have much time to think it over before he cruelly grabbed both nipples and squeezed, pulling them out away from my body. I gasped, and he twisted them around his fingers, kissing me at the same time, pushing his tongue into my mouth. He used my nipples to spin me around, and while holding onto my shoulders, pushed me a couple yards over to a table, and pushed me down on it, bent at the waist. He stuck his hand down the boxers I was wearing (my bf's), and pushed a few fingers up my wet pussy. With that he pulled down the boxers so fast I was afraid that they'd rip, and in one quick motion his cock was fully inside me. He immediately started pounding me so hard the table slid back and forth, and my breasts, smooshed under my body, ached. He pulled back on my hair with one hand and on my bound. Me: Shall I break your relationship with your husband and go ahead to make you my wife?Mom: Can I stop you now?Me: Do you want to?We looked at each other. She had a small naughty smile on her lips and eyes. I moved my hand around her neck without further ado and lifted the golden Mangalasutra (the sacred thread symbol of marriage).I removed it by slipping above her head and looking at her. She was looking at me preciously and at what I was doing?Mom: Take that thread on the plate and tie it.I saw that there was a yellow thread with a piece of turmeric tied at the center. It was on a plate of flowers. I took it and tied it around the neck. As I tied the three knots of the thread around the neck, I felt like the ground below me was moving.When it was done, we looked at each other for a moment and then bowed to the god. Then we exchanged the flower garlands. When we were done, my mom kneeled and touched my feet. She got up and took the thread with a piece of turmeric and touched it to.
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I could see the door was slightly ajar. I peeked through the gap and there they were. The bed sheets were on the floor, her dress lying on a chair, her bra and knickers lying on top of his shorts and shirt on the floor. She was on her back, he was on top of her, her legs bent at the knees and her feet resting on his legs. He was thrusting into her, each thrust jolting her into the bed. He was kissing her, I could see his tongue darting into her mouth. I took my cock out, it was throbbing hard. His thrusts became more urgent. He was telling her how lovely she was and how sexy. He said her pussy was fucking lovely. He asked her if he was bigger than me, she said yes, much bigger. Then she was saying 'oh god' over and over as she climaxed. He thrust really hard into her and grunted loudly, like a wild a****l, as he filled her married pussy with his seed. He thrust into her again and again emptying his heavy sacks into her. I was wanking furiously and spunked up at the same time. They.

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