Mary Ellen pulled me up on top of Martha, until I lay my face right in between her huge breasts. I started sucking one while Mary Ellen sucked the oth...r one. Martha started bumping her pussy up and down against my cock. I was still hard and I felt the head of my cock slip back inside her slick, fat pussy lips.Martha and I both started fucking faster when my cock bottomed out in her pussy this time. She locked her ankles around my butt and pulled her self up to meet me each time I shoved into. I could certainly afford them, and my delight in wearing her choices, and wearing them well, made us both happy. Beneath the tailored cloth, black lace, silk stockings, and old-fashioned suspenders all entered my wardrobe, occasionally as gifts from Margaret, more often as my gifts to her. Makeup too, which as a feminist I had almost entirely renounced, Margaret took a delight in delicately and with surprising skill applying to my face, darkening my eyes, reddening my lips, helping me to become. In less than hour she will be walking down the aisle to promise to spend forever after with the man she loves.She couldn’t have been happier than she already was.Gina Clyde, Keeley's college roommate and officemate, burst into her bedroom wearing a Victorian lilac coloured Empress cut satin spaghetti strap gown. At twenty-five she has a busty figure and hour-glass like body. She also happens to be Keeley's sole bridesmaid."Are you ready for your big moment?" Gina asked, crossing the room to. I'm... I'm go into cum...'I take him in especially deep and he shivers as hot jizz fills my throat and I drink it down, milking every drop I can from him. He tastes so good.'I need you to fuck me, please.' He begs me in a quiet breathless voice and I've never been so turned on before. I go back to tasting that soft spot at the top of his inner thigh, now damp with sweat and all the more delicious for it. I run my hands over his narrow hips. Typical horny teenager, he's already nearly hard.