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As my husband also knew him they spoke for a few minutes.Later I came to know that the groom is a close school friend of Ramesh. As Chandran and Ramesh are work friends, Chandran was also invited. My husband sat with his friends there and was busy talking. I was busy doing the simple wedding chores.Ramesh constantly nudged me and smiled. Whenever he got a chance he would touch me. But I just ignored it. The marriage ceremony went smooth. Everyone had breakfast but I was busy chatting with the bride. When I entered the dining hall it was completely deserted.So I myself put my food on the banana leaf and sat for eating. After a few moments, I sensed someone entering the dining hall. When I turned back to see who it was I was shocked to see Ramesh. On seeing me he gave a wicked smile which sent a chill through my body.He came and sat near me saying, “Bhabhi all the banana leaves are over. Let us share from yours.” On hearing this I was taken aback and with a stern look, I rejected it.. “Let me findout.”He ripped my dress off, uncovering my pantied butt. Hisgrimy hands grabbed the waistband of the panties andtore them off. His hands poked my tender flesh andexplored my folds with his fingers. Suddenly, with nowarning, he plunged a long, thick finger deep into myrectum. “Think I’ll fuck your ass, bitch,” he said. Icould picture his eyes twinkling and that curled lip ashis hands mauled my quivering ass cheeks.“No, please, I’ve never….” I tried to plead as I felthim rub saliva onto my sphincter.“You’ll love it, bitch. Just relax. I’m good at this.Your ass is about to get screwed by the best andbiggest bun buster in three counties.”By then, I was sweating like crazy and my pussy felt asthough it was on fire. Still, I had a role to play, soI squirmed, pleaded, even tried to get away, but he wasdetermined to have his way with me in that most lust-filled, depraved, exciting way. He was about to.
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A sharp knock at the door ripped her attention back to reality. She dropped her dress down, and quickly washed her hand. Cracking the door, she peeked up and down the hall, not seeing anyone. It was dark and the sound of the music was very distant, Whomever had knocked on the door had not stuck around to see her shame. She slipped down the hall and out of the back doors, into the gardens. She desperately needed to cum, but didn't want to suffer through the high society bullshit. She wandered down a garden path, it was dark and she walked until she found a secluded bench, and sat down. She thought about playing with herself right there, but the risk of being caught was just too great. As a gust of wind swept past her she rose to leave, and arms wrapped around her, a hand slapping over her mouth.She froze, as a voice whispered in her ear, "Don't run, don't scream, or they will never find your body. Now lets finish what you started in the bathroom." the voice was unfamiliar and cold..

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