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"I pulled on the stockings and wasn't surprised to find a two-inch gap between the tops of the stockings and the bottom of the dress. I thought it made me look like a tramp, but I wasn't in the mood to argue with my sister, so I agreed to wear them."And now, the final touch," she said placing a bridal veil over my head."Oh, Jan. That's too much."I checked myself out in the mirror. Here I was, on my hen night, dressed from head to toe in virginal white, yet I looked like the filthiest slut in town.Suddenly the cab driver honked his horn again and Jan grabbed my arm."Come on, Sal. I'm going to see to it that you have lots of fun tonight."I followed her down the stairs and got into the cab. The driver looked me up and down, and said that he bet we were going to have a good time tonight. Jan and I laughed in agreement. We had arranged to meet Kerry, Cat and Tara at a pub in town, and I couldn't wait to get there. I felt self-conscious in the outfit I was wearing and wanted a good few. I heard a small moan in reaction to each of these, so I knew that her skin was coming alive with the feeling.For the next pass, I stepped in front of her and studied her face as I worked over her breasts and down onto her abdomen. Her eyes were closed, her breathing steady, and she did her best to arch her back to present her breasts to me. I took advantage to strike the tender undersides a few times, and watched as the blood flowed into the tissue, bringing the faintest pink glow to those wonderful mammary projections.Her mound and her inner thighs took a flurry of blows, but with a softer approach, given the tenderness of the target areas. I rotated back behind her and switched the flogger to my other hand so that I could pick up the heavier one.With both floggers in hand, I started them rotating opposite to each other, and stepped up to work over the cheeks of her rear, then up her back. After a minute I dropped the lightweight flogger, and worked over the opposite side of her.
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