That cum was going to be leaking out of her cooch all through the wedding and reception, slowly soaking into her panties and then running down her thighs. Okxxx “You best quiet your sister,” I told Happy. “That way you can pull ’em off and not take off them purtee stockings.”
“Okay,” she answered, staring back at me eagerly—the little slut was as randy as a goat, aching for my pecker to penetrate her almost married cooch. “I wanted you to meet someone,” Happy said. Her eyes widened as her hand slowly started to explore my pecker. We ain’t decent. “It’s my wedding day and I cheated on Zach,” she protested.
