Dream Bride Tranny Chapter 2

Finally, there was the three of us on the bed, my cock buried in the bride as Kirsten licked at the pussy of her bridesmaid cousin lying beneath us.

"Of course they can all be kept secret," I turned to find Anne removing her blouse as she talked.

"Yes," I thought, she really does want me to fuck her. It had been some time since I last did it with her and although she was now nearly fifty she was as beautiful and as randy as ever.

I watched her remove her bra and her then her skirt fell to the floor. She was wearing a black waist slip to just above her knee. Teasingly she turned her back on me and bent her knees and eased the slip over her bum to display her black frilly suspender belt. She smiled at me as she let the slip fall and then turned suddenly to face me.

"I told you I had a surprise for you," Anne gasped as I stared in shock at the thick black strap-on dildo that was held against her right leg with a black satin ribbon.

Releasing the ribbon as she walked towards my stiffened body, her cock sprung free pointing straight at me and around twelve inches in front of her.

"Open the door and see if Phil the photographer is waiting in the corridor," she suggested, as she held the dildo in her right hand and stroked at it as if it was a real cock.

Phil walked in, camera around his neck and whistled as his eyes locked on the shaft Anne held upright.

"I want Uncle Yano on his knees on the bed," she ordered pointing to the bed as she spoke.

I was still in shock and disobeyed her order - rabbit and headlights come to mind now. She pointed again and I continued to stand with my back against the wall my own cock drooping at the anticipated horror running through my mind. Then Anne continued with a quite sympathetic tone to her voice considering I had disobeyed.

"Alright Honey, I'm not going to push this up your ass or down your throat. I just want you to help me with the cover to my retirement invitation and pose for a few shots. That's all, nothing sinister."