Wedding Crasher

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I crashed a wedding party and got lucky.I hadn’t intended on crashing the Party, but I needed to take a wiz in the worse way, so I parked across the street from this small boutique restaurant where a friend of my teenage son worked during the day. There was a private event going on and I knew the restaurant owner, so I saw no harm in sneaking in the back door to the restaurant and into the men’s room to relieve myself.I was surprised to find a young couple in the men’s room, doing some serious making out. I quickly apologized and stepped into the stall beşevler escort and closed the door as the couple continued making out like I wasn’t even there. They were obviously a little inebriated.He obviously wanted to screw her right then and there in the men’s room, but she kept resisting. I flushed the toilet and stepped over to wash my hands as they continued to make out, totally oblivious to my presence.I stepped out of the men’s room and a very beautifully young lady in a very cebeci escort short, off the shoulders, cocktail dress with a wine glass in her hand asked me if I wanted to dance. I told her I wasn’t a guest to the party and didn’t want to crash the reception.“Well,” she replied, take a sip from her wine glass, “You can crash me.”I had no idea what that meant, until she grabbed my crotch and smiled.“Nice package,” she remarked, pressing herself up closer to me and pinning me against the wall of the kolej escort small alcove in the back of the venue.Suddenly, we both could hear muffled grunts coming from inside the men’s room.She pushed the door open to the men’s room and we saw the guy, his pants around his ankles, pummeling the girl from behind, her dressed pulled up around her waist. Meanwhile, just a few feet away, wedding guests were sitting at their tables, eating dinner, cake and drinking their wine.“Julie Mcintosh!” my newly acquired friend exclaimed as she pulled me into the rest room. I had no idea who Julie was, but quickly surmised it was the young lady being butt-fucked at the sink. The guy didn’t stop and the girl leaning over the sink seemed lost in her own little world.The young lady who had dragged me back into the restroom, shimmied out of her cocktail dress and tossed it on to the countertop.

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