Thank goodness I'm wearing high heels, at least!While wild electric shocks of pleasure shot from his groin through the rest of his body, Alan thought,...Boy, I never realized how domineering Sis could get with Mom sometimes. First last night, now this. This must be a new thing. I wonder how much the pressure from Sis is helping to break Mom's willpower. It looks like we just dodged another bullet. Mom could have been reluctant for days.He clutched at the sides of Susan's head as another great. First, I snipped the top of her t-shirt, giving her breasts more room to spill out. And spill out they did, growing up and out over the pressure, eventually ripping the fabric on their own and they escaped, bouncing to freedom. She let out a sigh of relief, moaning at the feel of my breath on her nipple. While I had control of her, I knew exactly how to make her rise. She needed to be teased into it, and then destroyed. My fingers grazed the flesh of her chest, tracing the shape of her torso.. I could still look inthe mirror, and see that I was a bride, a horny bride waiting for hergroom to deflower her. I snuck a look at Steve, was that his intention allalong? I found that I didn't hate the idea, although I was about to getmarried and that would be cheating. Why would he spring this on me now?All preparation done, I had one last lipstick touch-up and was walkingback to the main room. I was led into the back room of the stage, when Iheard some music start up. It was Wagner's wedding. But then she turned back towards me, looked me in the eye again and quietly said, "You're not finished yet, are you, sweetheart?"This whole turn of events simply took the wind out of my sails - I thought I knew what she meant, but I wasn't going to make an idiot of myself getting it wrong. What was I to say anyway?!! Crazy as it sounds now, I suppose I was still somehow afraid she might accuse me of invading her privacy and peeking at her while she was getting changed in her booth! Oh, the.