Dream Bride Tranny

Wow, this girl was hot and living up to her reputation as she encouraged me to speak up.

"Kirsten I want to have lots of sex with you and make lots of babies," I rather wetly confessed, the camera microphones catching it all. "I want to come and visit you every week and have lots of kinky sex in your house."

The more Anji teased my balls, the more I added as I felt my orgasm grow and I began to spurt into Kirsten.

"I want to marry you Kirsten, I'm a transvestite now, I'm wearing your things and I want to wear your wedding gown and have a kinky wedding at Tulle Towers and give you my little baby too."

That was it. Anji was gently squeezing my balls in the veil as I sent my first salvo into Kirsten, her requests gone, her words replaced by loud ecstatic moans, joining in harmony with my own as our bodies thrashed together and our orgasms erupted over and over again.

It should have been a moment to savour, to lie on the bed with my dick still in her pussy but suddenly I was unceremoniously hauled off the bed before I collapsed onto the girls, my sodden dick swaying around in front of me instead and graciously accepted by Anji as she devoured the cum still oozing from my shaft to mix with the love juices of my gorgeous niece.

There was an extreme urgency about the room, and I watched as the girls refreshed their make up, repositioned their gowns and then kissed me as they left the room. Anji and I posed for a few shots before she left me also and so I went for a shower.

When I emerged Miss Anne was waiting for me, ready to party and dance the night away.

"Anji noticed that your white panties were somewhat sodden in cum so she left you these to wear. Put these on too honey and she will give us some nice views to look at as she serves the tables around us."

I did as I was asked and an hour later I was dancing with the gorgeous bride, the sex maiden image gone and her naïve and innocent looks returned.