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By now Marcus had been to a million of these. Every weekend, at least once...sometime twice. That was the life of a wedding crasher. But no matter how many of these Marcus had been to, each one provided its own unique experience.
Today's memorable day was one of his favorite kinds...an all-Asian affair. Well mostly all-Asian. There were a few non-Asian's, such as himself.
He opted to not get too cute and went with his typical routine - pretend to be one of the wait staff, then quickly change into a suit and just blend in with the guests.
Standing against the wall in the back with a drink in his hand..."thank god for open bar" he thought...Marcus surveyed the scene. A few hot and sexy Asian's he wouldn't mind putting his dick into later that night. But he had to play it just right. Find the right one to approach.
The bride was pretty hot. But he learned a while back not to go that route.
The bridesmaids had a couple of fuckables, but they all seemed to be attached to the hip with one male guest or another. Maybe if he could get one of them alone...
He then noticed a group of young girls on the dance floor, grinding and dancing all wild, and figured he might revisit that a bit later. Let them drink up a few more shots and maybe he'd take them all home.
Finishing up the rest of his drink, Marcus threw his empty glass on a nearby table and decided it was time to head to the men's room and think through the right move to get into someone's panties. He walked into the second stall, between the first and the handicapped one. He clicked the door locked behind him and was about to drop his pants and take a seat, when he heard two people bust in to the bathroom. By the sound of it, they were clearly making out and kissing and petting pretty heavily.
He took a seat on the toilet as quietly as he could and kicked up his feet, resting them against the stall door. He did it just in time too as he quickly heard the male say, "Check the stalls".
Luckily for Marcus, all the stalls were naturally closed shut. The girl surveyed underneath each stall, and she must have done a quick check too, because in a matter of seconds she shouted, "It's all clear". And with that, it sounded like they were back to kissing and fondling like two people who couldn't wait to rip each other's clothes off.
Listening attentively, Marcus heard them stumble backwards towards the entrance door, followed by a "clicking" sound. "They must have locked the bathroom door", he thought. Then more sounds of heels and shoes click clacking closer towards the stalls. Marcus tried to peek down, but it was too uncomfortable given his current body position. All he could make out were four pairs of legs. Pants and shoes that looked like part of a tuxedoed outfit intertwined with a pair of feet encased in sexy, black, patent leather high heels. He knew a little about fashion and the red bottom of the heel told him that they were expensive Christian Louboutins. They had to be at least 4 ½ inches too. Leading away from the heels were a pair of black legs, presumably stockings or leggings that covered the girls legs, since he didn't recall seeing any black girls tonight. The skinny ankles made him assume they extended out to become skinny legs as well. He gave up trying to see anymore, since it was simply too risky. He let his ears do the rest of the work and let his imagination run wild as the sound of a belt being thrown to the ground, followed a zipper being unzippered reverberated throughout the bathroom. He heard the woman purr "I've been thinking about your cock all day long". Marcus imagined the guy's pants being tugged down, presumably to his ankles, and that's when a brilliant idea hit Marcus:
His Cellphone.
Marcus took his brand new smartphone out of his pocket and turned on the camera. It was a sleek new phone that had picture quality better than some digital cameras. Best of all, it snapped pictures without any
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