Kate moaned her approval, "Aaauuhhh" her face now buried in the bed with her ass high In the air. Bri was soaking, the feeling of her sisters...squishy cunt around the fake cock was almost as good as actually having her own pussy against hers. Her eyes were shut as she slammed into her sister, her moans of pleasure only adding to her arousal. Bri opened her eyes and looked down. Her sister was in the hottest position possible, her face and tits squashed against the bed while her. Her black, tailed coat framed her delicious body perfectly. Silver buckled shoes covered her feet and her hair, always short and lustrous shone in the light of the chandeliers. Our ‘wedding’ was not as grand as Lady Chatterton’s. We did indeed have a ceremony of sorts. Mistress Pickles solemnised our union with a blessing that made tears run again down my cheeks. At her speech’s conclusion, Maria lifted my veil and, before all, kissed me most passionately. Loud applause greeted this. There was. In a reflection from a mirror in the office, I saw Brad go into the storage room. I thought maybe he is getting the chemicals that he was going to use.Ten minutes later Brad walked down the hall towards the waiting room where I was. He said, “John how is it going, is your team winning? Brandi is starting her second glass of wine. I think she is getting really relaxed. I have to ask you a favor. Please don’t come out to the shop. When the door is opened it will cause a sudden draft and it really. Her honesty was refreshing and rather cute and I was compelled to say “Kuch nahi hota, ab toh tum dekh hi chuki ho mujhe” (Doesn’t matter, now you’ve seen me like this) as a joke. Feeling bad for her, I flexed my arms for her and struck a pose, and we both continued to laugh. Now she was way more chill in how she spoke and informed me that she had almost finished her chores.I got back to looking at myself in the mirror and trying on different poses, when she very hesitantly asked, “Bhaiya main.