.. I can't wait to be Mark's wife!"She smiled and gave me a nice warm hug. As you can imagine, it waspretty hard to get any sleep that night.The next ...ew days were like a blur! All my friends had the news beforeSunday was half over - I phoned everyone and told them all about myevening with Mark, trying not to sound too full of myself or anything.It was Julia who offered to organize my stag-ette. "Okay, but no barswith male strippers," I warned her.Mom and I were invited to the McCowan home for. She wrote the same thing and added about the dress code. The dress code is black saree. I went to my room and after an hour my mom called me for lunch, when i entered the hall i saw my mom was wearing black saree, i couldn’t stop myself asking that the kitty party got prepond or what? She didn’t get me.. I told her about all. She went and changed the saree as she has to wear it tomorrow. Every thing was going normal and Sunday came, she went for the kitty, she came back.And from Monday onwards. After teasing her lips I stroked my finger across her wetness and over her clit. It felt so good and I had always wanted to touch her. I slowly entered my finger into my sister in laws pussy. I was excited and started to fuck it in and out of her, I pushed her legs further apart and pushed two fingers in to the hilt while sucking her nipples roughly. She started to move her hips a little and get wetter. The next thing I knew Brenda was awake and said, ‘ What the hell are you doing!’ She was. I am told to offer the same greeting to our guest and quickly set another place at the table. At this, I shuffle over and kiss the loafers of our guest. I am not able to see their face as the collar that I have on is keeping my head bent forward in a submissive posture. There are no words exchanged as I crawl out of the room and add the required items to the table.Within a few minutes I have finished the table and am required to attend my Lady in the living room. When She is home I am not.