Super Hot Wedding Guest Eve Fucks The Groom

I wasn't supposed to wear black to this wedding, my tight little number hugging every curve and screaming sin. I wasn't supposed to outshine the bride, turning every head with my killer body and sultry gaze. But fuck it—two faux pas down, time for number three. I cornered the groom in a quiet alcove, my hand sliding down his tux to grip his hardening cock through his pants. "You want this pussy?" I whispered, dropping to my knees and freeing his thick shaft, sucking him deep into my throat while he groaned and tangled his fingers in my hair. Then I stood, bent over a table, hiked up my dress, and guided him inside me—his hips slamming against my ass as he fucked me raw and relentless, our sweaty bodies colliding in forbidden ecstasy just yards from the party, my screams muffled against his palm until we both exploded in shuddering release.