I wasn't sure if that meant the end of it or if it had been just a prelude to what was about to happen. My cock was straining to burst free of my pant... over the latter possibility, though the part of my brain not controlled by sex was dwelling on the former. I didn't see Alison around, and figured she was off cleaning something. I decided to do the same and ventured back into the kitchen area. Alison was there, but she wasn't cleaning. I guess she was lying in wait for me, because as soon as. That nightgown was special for me because it was the nightgown when my uncle sneaked into my room at night and fucked me earlier that year. Now it will be extra special, reminding me of my uncle, brother, and brother's friends.Getting the go-ahead from my brother and approval from me, my brother and his buddies fucked me all night long from my pussy, ass, and mouth, in all possible positions and combinations. They ate, rested, fucked, took turns, and repeated all over. Our home was like a. The only unusual item was the stole. The usual brightly colored stole was replaced by one of black velvet, which contrasted sharply with the flowing, white robes. The priest was followed by two acolytes. One carried polished brass cross on a tall pole. The other carried a folded satin cloth.Six young women, dressed in long gowns of black silk, followed the acolytes. Their faces were hidden by black veils which hung from circlets of black silk flowers. They carried an open casket lined with. "You're going to be such a good fit for him, I just know it."I didn't really know how to respond, other than to thank her.We ended up in a black luxury SUV, and we headed to a hotel. Thepenthouse suite had been rented out and prepared. "I can't wait to get myhands all over you," Arnold whispered lustily.Soon, I was standing before my husband, my dress now a mammoth pile ofwhite silk and tulle that I gingerly stepped out of. Arnold's eyes werehuge round discs. He eagerly leered at me. I pulled.