She laid it on his lap. He looked at her and said, “Underneath that good girl shell there actually lurks a bad girl”. She nodded. “Come here�...��. Standing next to him he slowly ran his hand up her leg and ran his fingers ever so gently over her shaved pussy. Her wetness was impossible to disguise. “You little slut, having me thinking you didn’t like boys”. She smiled and her knees grew week as he told her the things he would like to do to me.He grasped her labia and just held it as she. After snapping Trey on the sling, Alf got an impish look on his face. “I have to send this picture to a buddy,” Alf announced.Scarcely a minute after the picture was sent Alf’s phone rang. Upon answering his phone Alf pressed the speakerphone button.“Hi, buddy,” Trey heard, before the voice asked, “Who the fuck is this beauty?”“Well, Earl, I’ve got this pretty redhead tied up on my sling like a trussed up turkey,” Alf answered with a laugh. Before the Earl could reply Alf asked, “What you up to. Let me show youwhat rapture is all about.” She breathed deeply, desperation on her face.“Please.” She pleaded. “Let me show you what my husband has forgotten.” “Right!” I said, ripping open my pants, my little head now firmly incontrol of me for the first time in my life. I pushed my pants down withoutbothering to remove my shoes first and soon found myself crashing face firstto the carpet. “Oh God, hurry, please.” Mrs. Tilden begged. “It’s been so long.” I disentangled myself as quickly. It was tormenting to greet every family member one by one. Each time I hugged someone, I was sure they’d discover who I truly was, but instead I only received compliments. I even had to kiss a few of the guys present, as it was a custom to be allowed to kiss the bride once. Strangely enough, this didn’t appall me at all. I liked how they viewed me as a beautiful girl and competed for my attention. The party lasted well into the night. I quickly began to enjoy myself and played the role.