Alice and Rachel hated their bridesmaid dresses.

They were a thick, uncomfortable pink satin, the sort of dress they'd never be able to wear again.

Well, I think they're cute.'

"'David, the best man, laughed.

"'Like peptobismal.'

"'Alice walked over to David with her arms crossed.

"'They'd hooked up in the past,

"'so she knew what sort of jokes to expect from him.

"'Come on, you guys!' groaned Rachel, fixing a loose strand of dark hair in front of a mirror.

"'We've got the ceremony in just an hour. We can't be up here fighting in a hotel room.

When she turned back, she saw that Alice and David were making out on the bed with Alice on top.

Oh, for fuck's sake, said Rachel, although her tone was anything but exasperated.

Without me? Really?

Rachel knelt next to them on the bed, not knowing what to do for a moment.

The last thing they needed was to mess up their hair after they'd just spent the morning having it done.

But there were ways around that.

You in or out then?

Said Alice, sitting upright and smiling at her friend.

Rachel rolled her eyes and reached up her dress to pull off her panties. I'm in.

She straddled David's face, lifting up her bridesmaid dress to expose her pussy for him.

She was completely waxed smooth. Because she had been hoping to hook up with someone the night of the wedding. Did she think it would be the best man in that her longtime friend would be involved?

No. But this worked too.

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