It clashed with her fiery, orange hair. Now, at 22, would be the first time she was going to wear pink since that early age. It was her sister’s we...ding. Sara had refused to listen to Katie’s pleas and was making the maid-of-honor wear this horrible, bright-pink dress. In all honesty, Katie didn’t look bad. As a matter of fact, she looked gorgeous. Her red hair was in a messy, but stylish, knot on top of her head. The pink didn’t do anything to lessen her beauty. The dress was strapless and. It wasn’t a big night of drinking, just a catch up and so people started drifting off from about 8pm. Knowing the owner of the bar i stayed for a bit, supping a pint and chatting about anything and everything. He went on to tell me about celebrities that had been in the bar.“There’s been loads in here” he said. “We’re quite lucky with the location to be honest, its far enough out of central London to avoid most of the paps but still close enough for people to get to.”“Oh yeah, go on then, start. I wrapped it over her shoulder, pulling her closer to me. She leaned back into me, unintentionally putting more pressure on my cock. Feeling bolder, I ran my hand back down her chest, touching her nipple again. This time her reaction left me no doubt. She moaned softly, and reached up to grab my hand, pressing it against her breast. Through her thin shirt I could feel her hardening nipple against my palm. I pressed more urgently into her and she responded, grinding her rear against me. My cock. I could see his cock disappearing into me, and reappearing as he withdrew. Being able to feel exactly what I could see was mesmerising. Now I understood why he watched himself fucking me! Seeing that lovely thick shaft appearing from between my rear-cheeks, slick and shiny with my juices, then watching it go back into my pussy, all the while feeling every movement was so erotic. Being able to watch his cute buns working too was a bonus, I admit I'm a bum girl. Watching me, watching him fuck me,.