Derek and Shawn had continued their ministrations of my backside, one set of fingers on my pussy while another massaged and kneaded my ass, doing things that left me exposed, on fire… hungry. It was all I could do to remain standing, even though I was bent at the waist, leaning on Nick’s strong thighs.
They’d not only pulled my panties between the cheeks of my ass to create a sort of G-string, but had also slipped the silky fabric between my pussy lips, where it pressed on my clit, thanks to their rhythmic sliding it back and forth. It created a sensation so delicious I could feel my thighs trembling, even my ass cheeks quivering, as if they wanted to be opened up by a dark, sexy pleasure that my now ex-fiancé never had the balls for. Ironic, since he was such an asshole.
“Mmmm,” said Derek quietly, “look how excited she is. I’ve never seen such puffy sweet pussy lips.
“And she’s nice and smooth, too,” Shawn added.
Yup. A Brazilian wax, another pre-wedding ‘treat’ from my former best friend and maid of honor, Rhonda. Why she’d taken me for such a generous ‘day of beauty’ when deep down she clearly detested me was something I’d probably never get an answer to.
But I had more important things on my mind at the moment.
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