Do you think a girl would ever let me do stuff like that with her?”“Well, I don’t know. If it was consensual and done in a playful way, she migh....”I could tell Ron was getting very excited when he asked, “Did you ever do anything like that?”“Whoa, there, kiddo, that’s getting a little too personal.” I glanced down, and Ron was touching the tent in his pajamas. For a moment, I regained some sense of propriety. “I had better go. It looks like you need to take care of something.”“Oh, sorry. I. The bride waited with a veil over her face. Her husband was drinking with his friends. After the guests and servants had left, he entered their bedroom. The house was quiet, and I could hear most of what was happening. I imagined what I couldn't hear. I was tempted to sneak up and peep in through a window. He removed her veil. He whispered sweet nothings into her ear, and kissed her on the lips. He removed her colorful sari. She was dressed only in her skirt and short top with the stomach and. The speculum descended out of view and I felt the stark cold press of its rounded edges start to sink into my asshole. But then he stopped. In the dark I guess it was hard for him to see and I had just forgotten about it. “What the fuck is this” he said with an angry almost half laugh. He tugged the string and out slid the fully soaked tampon. The left-over juices, slime, and water that had not dribbled out of me during my cleansing weighed it down heavily. He held it up in the air. It smelled,. My face and boobs were covered with thick cum, which had dried up a little, giving shiny texture to my white skin.My hairs were all over my face. The room smelt of cum and flowers, and our clothes were lying on the floor. The girls realized what was going on. They went outside saying sorry, and Ruvena closed the door. I could hear slight giggles from the corridor.This followed by loud laughter sounds and hooting. I was dead embarrassed.I got down from Dhruv’s dick and went to pick my clothes..
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