I asked, ‘Are you really that confident?’ ‘Totally!’ At nine, we walked to the party. Vicky wore the mock wedding dress we had purchased from ... Hollywood erotic costume shop. It was white lace but short, with a deep plunge V-front. The revealing dress did nothing to constrain her breasts while barely covering the matching panties and garter belt. An ankle length veil, white stockings, and pumps completed the outfit. She looked spectacular. I was merely an accessory to Vicky’s beauty as I. I watched her put her legs up in the air, then start to really fuck her pussy with her fingers. I thought I'd fall out of the tree when she started to slap her pussy as she played. As she did, she threw her head back against the bed. She must have cum because I saw her legs collapse onto the bed. She laid there a few minutes and I got to really look at that fabulous body. Then as if she felt someone watching her, she grabbed one end of the blanket and threw it over herself before she sailed off. She shuffled over to her side of the room and picked up her bra, deciding to put it on and take of the shirt she had been wearing.She licked her hands clean but felt the need to use the restroom so she waited to wash them fully. Once she had closed the door to the bathroom she just sat there for a minute, still in the radiant glow of what had just happened. She closed her eyes, thinking back to the moments that stood out the most to her: the first glimpse of his cock, the touch and feel of. He lay down across the foot of the bed and dropped his mouth to her labia. “Oh, fuck,” she exclaimed as his tongue found her clit. A jerk went through her, her knees came up, and her fingers grabbed his hair to pull him tighter to her. He placed his hands on the insides of her thighs, pressing her legs further open and back, tilting her pussy into his mouth. A shudder went through her.Oh, fuck! I thought of something. Jumping up (I swear neither of them noticed) I went to the front door.