As I move, the gorgeous bride in the mirror moved too. The sound and the feel as I moved — I almost came right then and there in my panties. I put m...y hands on my waist and ran my hands over the bodice — the painted nails, the breasts, narrow waist of the beaded bodice, full skirt, the long train. The look was fabulous. I looked back to Karen and she had her video camera going again and was beaming from ear to ear. I explained that I thought I might cum if I got much more aroused. She shut the. I went to the alley behind the pub to pick up my cruiser van,I felt a little under dressed during my evening in the cut off jeans and tee shirt. Even so I managed to keep he place running. Not only had I helped build the bar, I had also been on of it't best customers. I went there at some time everyday. I drank a cup coffee with the Brit every day. Yeah I realized he was my only real friend.That Sunday I called a lot of my acquaintances and had them drop in for a drink. There were sheriff's. Me tied down. My face tear-streaked but horny. My hair a mess, my legs spread wide. His eyes stop at my pussy as he watches me getting fucked by the damn machine for quite a while. Inspite of all the pounding. It gets me wet looking at him staring directly into my pussy getting fucked by something else. He comes closer and sits down near my feet. Then he props himself down resting himself on his elbows as he leans forward for a better view. I moan as i feel his breath from the sideways while. What is germane to our present purpose is what Tom was up to.Was he finding strange pussy?Yes.Was he indulging in variety, distinct from the slim-hipped, almond-eyed, smooth-skinned, tiny-tittied, virtually hairless little Korean cupcake he could have everyday -- perhaps taking an exotic excursion into the very disparate comforts of, say, a big-titted blonde, an Amazonian redhead, or an ebony princess, as a change of pace from Jae Yung's "type"?Fuck no.I met many of Tom's side jobs, and almost.