In the following week, they had arranged the marriage. They kept the marriage a secret as possible due to the groom being younger than the bride and i...vited only limited number of persons for the marriage.My parents as usual did not talk to me. Even my brother did not talk to me. They treated me as if they had only one son. I felt lost to my brother. He had stolen my girlfriend.Before the marriage, there was a photo session in a separate room and after the photo session was finished, he sent. She could see the glistening juices of her pussy sticking to his cock. She stood transfixed at the sight. In all of her years of sexual activity, she had never so much as looked at herself having sex in a mirror. She was no prude, not by a long shot. But the sight of these two people just having at each other, while enraging her, also fascinated her. She couldn’t help feel all the feelings of betrayal, and at the same time, that familiar tingling in her moist, now dripping, twat. She. They separated their legs and moved forward until their pussies were lightly touching. Brad and I sat on opposite sides of the bed mesmerized as the girls began pressing their pussy lips together. Lacey turned a bit on her side so that she could get every bit of her pussy pressed against Kristen. She began to really grind against her. Kristen seemed very hesitant and more or less went along with Lacey’s actions. Brad reached out and began to run his fingers along the underside of Kristen’s. “Celia, I am aware of that but it would please me if you would be gracious enough to take it and take care of me and my guest this evening. Is that acceptable?” I said smiling at her. The direct look on my face told her that I expected a positive answer.“Oh yes, Mr. Bronco. Your wish is my command” she replied. She took the bill and looking straight at me, slipped it beneath the black vest she was wearing.“One last thing, Celia. Is there an outlet under the bar that you could plug my phone.