The wedding reception was at the Worsted Viper Hotel in Purplemere and Sarah Hamlyn was the chief bridesmaid and while the party was in full swing downstairs she was upstairs in her room with Mike Deavin.
They were standing at the foot of the bed in a heated embrace with passionate hot mouths kissing and darting tongues and Mike was unzipping the back of her Lilac dress.
And when the zip could go no lower he spun her around to face the mirror and slid his hand inside her bodice and cupped one of her round unfettered tits.
“I thought the best man was supposed to get off with the chief bridesmaid” she said as he began hoisting up the folds of her skirts
“I’m sure its not compulsary” he replied as his hand reached her knickers
“Maybe not….” She began but lost her train of thought as he emerced his finger in her cream.
It didn’t take him long, in her heightened state of arousal it didn’t take him long to bring her to climax and then Mike bent her over the dressing table and pulled the panties off her arse
“I know it doesn’t have to be the best man” she said as he prepared to enter her “but I know it shouldn’t be the groom”
“I know that too” he replied “but I fell in love with one sister and married the other one”
And and instant later he was inside her
“I’m so glad its you” she moaned
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