“MMMmm, Joe. Yes! Yes, that feels good!” I said as I tried to maneuver myself closer to his thrusting cock. He pushed his cock all the way in and ...ack one last time before pulling out completely. His hard pole twitching with anticipation of spurting the hot liquid that I was not ready for.“Nuh uh. Just a little bit longer, baby”.“Girl, your making me crazy!” he replied.“Indulge me”, I said. A quickie was not going to happen today.He pushed me back on the bed and lowered his head between my. ”“How am I going to help?”“You are going to take me to the beauty parlor to get my hair done, and my legs waxed. You’re going to pick out the clothes that your fiancé slut is going to wear the night she is going to fuck your friend. You are going to shave under my arms, and my pubic thatch around my slit for him, paint my nails for him, and anything else I can come up with for the man you are sharing your future wife with. And do you want to know why you are going to do all of this?”“Yes,” he. I buckled the belt, and put the sword on.I took a few unsteady steps, but with a little coaching from Anna, I wasmaking a go of walking out to the front. I was starting to get reallyscared though, I couldn't believe I was going to do this. Oh well, toolate to back out now!I made my way through the back area, and was getting some confidence.Brad was there leaning inside the doors, "Oh great, Tom. I was juststarting to... whoa!" What?" I stopped, and nearly fell. Brad caught me, and there was. "As it is it'll be another half hour. You'll find some cans of lager in the fridge or beer on the floor in the larder. Would you do me a lager?" Your every wish is my command."Isobel snorted. "You know it's going to be eleven by the time we've eaten and said goodbye to each other," she went on. "Do you want to stay the night?" Is that an awfully good idea?" Oh! I hadn't thought." Isobel blushed with embarrassment. "I suppose it might be construed as jumping the gun. Not that I'd mind," she.