I couldn’t help but hum my content around his schlong. What was I doing? This wasn’t right. I reluctantly pulled him from my mouth and said, “We... shouldn’t be doing this. I’m about to get married and there’s a whole lot of people on the other side of that door who will be waiting on me.” I hiked up my bridal gown around my waist, pulling his cock to my exposed and wet thong clad cunt. “ Hurry up and fuck me stud, before I’m late to my own wedding.” He smiled that seductively naughty smile of his. Then he stated going on about women’s clothes, ridiculing fashion and the way women pander to it, but he did say that he liked some women’s clothes and he went on about how women liked to let their bits hang out for all the world to see. He joked about bosoms and tits hanging out. Then he started on about how women wear skirts that flap open showing the woman’s beaver because a lot of women had stopped wearing knickers because knickers encouraged smelly pussies, and that they must like showing. “I asked if you were finished with the Help Wanted section.” she motioned to the newspaper laying on the table.“Oh. Yea, sure. Here you go.” I reached across and handed it to her and for a brief moment I caught a whiff of her perfume.“Thanks. Trying to find a job, make a little extra money for the holidays you know.” there was that soft smile and even though it wasn’t of a sexual intention I couldn’t evade the image of several loads of cum splattered along her lips. I snuck little glances at. She felt that the twins had been too aggressive with the girl and moved too although, in a way, she was thankful for them doing that. It opened the door to her owning Faith.The twins were allowed to play with Faith and they usually harnessed her up and treated her as a pony. Jane too liked ponygirls but only as an occasional amusement. A full time ponygirl would go out of her mind with the boredom of trying to be like a pony. The twins were allowed to use the riding crop in guiding their pony.