Lauren the Bridesmaid Chapter 2
Lauren and I waited for the cart to take us to the main building. She looked radiant. With the sea breeze, her hair now looked as if she’d stood in a stiff wind, instead of looking like she’d taken a stiff cock in the bum. The cool wind made her nipples poke jauntily through the sheer fabric of her bikini, and she definitely still smelled of fuck. The high heels made her ass tight, her bum muscles hard under my hand as I caressed her ass cheeks. I slid my fingers under her thong strap...