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 immersed
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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