She was sandwiched between them.The whole round, her ass was dry humped and her boobs were colliding with the front guy. She was tensed but didn’t s...y anything. Another guy got out. Everything was noticed by everyone. Now one management guy, ma’am, me and the two boys were left. The management guy wanted to enjoy it.He came to the backside of ma’am and acted as if he was adjusting the chairs. Then he stayed there and told them to start the round. As the round started, he went close to her and. When my eyes saw the face my feet, again propped on top my desk, hit the floor with a thud. It was her, Joan Sanders, or so my brain said, but she was freshly dead. ‘She was my twin sister,’ the silken sultry voice said. Her ruby red lips remained slightly parted showing brilliant white teeth. ‘I’m Sandy Sanders.’ ‘Pleased to meet you Ms. Sanders,’ I replied as calmly regaining my composure. I sat back down resting my feet back on my desk. ‘Are you a dick?’ she asked smiling. ‘My friends don’t. It must have been knocked off the bench during their love making on the bench. His arms stiff, reached back stretching before swinging back just barely being able to reach the camera. Upon making contact, he looked back at Brenda; head bobbing up and down, she was focused intently on her task and unaware of what Brent was doing with his arms. He slowly lifted the camera, careful as to not make a noise. He almost dropped it as Brenda made a particularly deep thrust. Finally, he had the. The preacherstarted up. I had been coached on my vows before hand. I said themquietly."You may now kiss the bride."My husband leaned forward, his strong arms around my small torso. Hepulled me into him as he kissed me, and I kissed him back. The pastorspoke. "Ladies and gentlemen, I now present to you Mr. and Mrs. ArnoldGallagher."The reception was brief. I felt as if I was an actress, pretending to besomeone I wasn't. I thanked guests, received gifts, and ate cake. Thencame the wedding night-.