Dream Bride Tranny Chapter 3

"This is so superb," I whispered to Kirsten.

I was about to thank her again when we were stopped about halfway to the limo and asked to turn around and pose and to see my train still coming out of the door. We had to kiss, a passionate kiss, our tongues exploring, our arms encircling each other as I pulled the naked bride against her gown from the outside and my solid erection pushing outwards, pushing at the innermost layer of net petticoat, my eyes closed for an esctatic moment and then open again, staring at the mass of hotel windows. How could the KBG guarantee our safety? How could they tell that a resident was not going to get up and draw the blinds or stand and view the city at midnight?

The order to move broke my thoughts and we carried on to reach the rear door of the limo where I had to stand as Kirsten made a start to gathering in the train. It seemed to take forever and I was scared stiff when a car suddenly appeared but passed without detecting us even though Kirsten was between the hotel and the limo with only an armful of bridal train concealing her nakedness to the occupants.

I slipped onto the rear seat of the limo with a great deal of care, the door quite narrow for such an abundant bridal gown and Kirsten eased my train in around me. My gown was everywhere. Filling the back of the car and spilling across the floor and onto the beds. Phil and Vic climbed into the car and instructed me to raise my gown and expose my standing clit to my naked bride. I posed with my clit in the most sensational way I had ever done before. Kirsten gently brushed wisps of tulle across the bulbous tip and I whimpered with extreme ecstasy. Her teasing gave way to licking as she licked off some of my leaking juices and then gave me a full-blown blowjob as Anne watched distantly from the corridor. It didn't last long enough, only seconds, long enough to get the shots required and then Kirsten scrambled onto the seat to push her very excited pussy into my face.