The next day I was having a fitting of my wedding dress and another friend was also going to take some photo's to get an idea of hair and make up and ...he overall look.I took a long, hot bath with scented oils then after drying off I put on white stockings, suspenders and a white satin thong. My shoes had platform soles and stiletto heels. I didn't need a bra as the dress was strapless and the bodice was of stiffened silk.Living near a small village had the benefit of both women arriving. Will be back in the evening after dinner. Is that ok with you?” “Sure Frank. See you tonight.” I’m returning in the evening. It’s dark. Some lights are still on in my house. I’m entering through the front door. “Hey, I’m back!” No reply. I’m walking into the living room. Katia’s lying on the sofa. She seems to sleep. A bottle of wine on the coffee table. Empty. A wine glass half full. Katia’s wearing shorts. Hot pants I should say. A white singlet with spaghetti straps. How similar she looks to. They started spanking and squeezing her where she stood on the bed. They gathered behind her and one of the men got up in bed hind her. He grabbed her waist and began to force his cock against her pussy. He penetrated her and she let out a loud groan. He pressed his cock as far as it went, and she moaned loudly all the time."Mmm, you are so very tight!" He groaned.He held her waist and began to fuck her hard. She screamed a little each time his cock hit her bottom . Meanwhile he grabbed her. We walk the short block to the BART station and get on the escalator. I stand two stairs below you, so we can kiss all the way down to the bottom. I run my hands up your short, leather skirt, pull you close and nibble on your ear. We get to the bottom and walk over to the ticket machine. As I am putting the bills in to the machine, you reach around my waist from behind and start to grab me through my pants. It feels so good; I close my eyes for a second and take a deep breath. I finish getting.