Dry the bride on the wedding day

Last October, my friend got married, and he asked me to be the photographer.

He and his wife were both my friends. The groom got very drunk on their wedding day. Since I was the photographer, I didn't drink much, and in the end, I was responsible for taking the bride and groom home. After helping my friend into the room, I sat down in the living room with the bride. Her name was Xiaomin. I had known her longer than the groom; she was one of the beauties in our company, with a great figure—1.65 meters tall, a 32C bust, and fair, rosy skin. She loved to laugh, and when she did, she had two small dimples. She had also drunk quite a bit that day, but was still somewhat sober. We chatted, and she said she wanted to see the photos from today, so we sat very close together. I smelled her delicate fragrance, and at that moment, I was already captivated by it, my mind filled with fantasies. I really wanted to just push her down, but I restrained myself. After that, we chatted and drank red wine. After a bottle, she was clearly drunk. Looking at her flushed face, I really wanted to kiss her. At that moment, she said she wanted to go back to her room to sleep, and I was about to leave as well. When I stood up, she lost her balance because of the alcohol and fell towards me. I immediately caught her, and she lay in my arms. At that moment, I felt my right hand was soft and yielding. When I caught her, my right hand landed on her 32C breast. I didn't let go, but I didn't dare to make any more moves. We maintained this position for about 5 minutes. I realized she wasn't reacting; she had started to fall asleep. I tried to gently massage her breast through her clothes, and she hummed softly, but didn't wake up. I looked down at her; the angle was so beautiful. I couldn't resist and finally put my lips to her soft lips and kissed her. My tongue roamed in her mouth. I don't know if she was dreaming or what, but when I kissed her, she actually cooperated a little with my movements. I became bolder and took it a step further. While kissing her, my left hand reached under her clothes and touched her back, squeezing her breasts. They were very elastic. My right hand continued to gently caress her breasts. After kissing for a while, I took her to the guest room and went to check on her husband. He was completely drunk and unconscious. I closed his door and returned to the guest room, closing the door behind me. I slowly took off all her clothes, leaving her in only a few, and caressed every inch of her smooth skin. By this time, my penis was erect. I also took off my clothes, lay down beside her, and began to kiss her lips. I slowly kissed down her neck, then played with her pink nipples with my mouth and hands. Gradually, her nipples grew larger, and her breasts became firmer, making me feel an irresistible urge to touch them. I slowly moved my hands down to her lower body, took off her clothes, and spread her legs. The skin on her thighs was so smooth and tender! I couldn't help but kiss the inside of her thighs for a while, then teased her with my fingers. Slowly, she began to get wet down there. I slowly inserted two fingers, and she moaned. I started to slowly thrust my fingers in and out. Her breathing gradually became more rapid. Her face, which had already returned to its original color due to the alcohol, slowly flushed again as I helped her with my fingers. I pulled my fingers out and aimed my hard, erect penis at her vulva, slowly inserting it. Ah~ it felt so good. Maybe she doesn't do it often, because her vulva was still a little tight, gripping my penis. I used one hand to play with her breasts while holding her. My pace wasn't fast because I was afraid of hurting her and waking her up. I went slowly, but I started to lose myself in the moment and began to speed up. I heard slapping sounds. She didn't wake up, but she started to react, her breathing became more rapid, and I heard her making very soft noises. Maybe she was dreaming about being with her husband! After about 20 minutes of this, her vulva became even wetter, and she started to wriggle her lower body. I felt her vulva contracting, and I knew she was ready. I sped up, and a few minutes later, I felt her vulva contracting and sucking my penis. At this moment, I couldn't help but ejaculate inside her. We ejaculated at the same time. After ejaculating, I lay down next to her to rest for a while, kissed her mouth for a while, then wiped away the discharge and carried her back to her husband's side. That's how I slept with my friend's wife for the first time. It felt strange.

More than three months later, my friend told me his wife was three months pregnant. After hearing that, I kept thinking, could the child in her belly be...?

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