. Alexandra! Matt's sister!"She giggled. Not a girlish, silly giggle but a warm, slightly deep, subtle laugh that rippled beautifully. "Jesus fu-" I c...ught myself "I mean Jesus... Christ!"It was with a jolt of realisation that I understood that the goddess standing before me, this perfect creature, was the groom's older sister. Only older by about two years but we had never really been friends in the past. I hadn't liked girls with curly brown hair and glasses and teeth that looked too big for. His fingers pried my pussy lips apart; crumbling dried cum flaked away as my thatched pubic hair untangled to reveal the dripping opening of my lubricated pleasure tunnel, my juices mixing with the cum of countless loads pumped into me throughout the night. I would be his cum receptacle.I closed my eyes and laid back, floating away in a sea of cotton sheets. His swollen cock slipped into me with no resistance offered. In one long stroke his cock was buried deeply in me to its hilt. He was big. Even the local priest had to concede that Virginia and Sandie'sunion was legal.Once again, Virginia and Sandie became good friends of ours when theylearned of our own tranny union. It seemed at last that life was lookingup for Judith and I. A couple of months later I was delighted to receivea letter from dear Uncle Reggie. He had learned of my affairs in Americaand desperately wanted to meet Virginia.'After all my dear sweet nephew,' wrote Uncle Reggie in his letter fromEngland, 'I was in the. She let her hands rundown my back, noticeably rubbing the corset I wore. She then said, "I loveyour pink shirt! Pink is definitely your color," she winked and smiledwickedly. Her kiss left a light coating of her pink lipstick on my lips.Then, turning to my mom, Grace introduced herself. "Mrs. Thompson? I'mGrace Andrews. It is so nice to finally meet you. Don't you look lovelytonight!" Hello Grace," my mom smiled in return. "It's my pleasure to meet you aswell. So you're the beautiful.