Chapter 8
by 
Spioch
Who gets on their knees?
[SFW] Ladies get on their knees and get a taste
Two naked man emerged from the bathroom and presented themselves to the ladies who were still in their lingerie (well, mostly). Bernadette took Anna's hand and led her back onto the lounger. With a small twist of the hips she sat the bride down - and before sitting herself - she pulled down her panties. She flicked her feet and with it threw the panties at the Ernest who still a bit shell shocked got hit with them and didn't even catch them, a look of shock on his face caused both ladies to laugh.
With that head maiden knelt on the lounger right next to a bride. She leaned to her ear and whispered something, then grabbed Anna's hand and squeezed tight.
"Soldiers! Forward!" sounded the command shouted by the maid of honour.
This time it was gentleman's brains that were slower to react then their bodies. Both of their cocks twitching and growing in response, while their faces still shocked by the turn of the events, and their legs frozen in place. Braids-maid uttered another whisper into braids ear, eliciting a chuckle.
Gentleman obeyed. Both took a step forward towards the beauties. Both of the man - despite some evidence to the contrary - were not stupid, and they didn't share the young wife's naivety. They understood what's expected of them and stood at attention with their groins in front of the ladies faces, ready to stick them right in their mouths.
"Whoa! Whoa! Not so fast stallions! Stop! Don't you dare grab our hair bastards. Hands behind your back. Stand still and enjoy the feeling!" Bernadette acted like a general directing the parade, or a trainer coaching the young equestrian. The gentleman's war instincts kicked-in. When the leader gives an order, you obey, without thinking, without hesitation, and they obeyed every command.
"Good" the general gave approval and the man almost blushed at the prise, now even more determined to not disappoint. Satisfied Bernadette turned to the bride. "Watch what I do and follow. Be gentle, sensual, and patient" she said with her lips almost touching the tip of the Ernest's spear. "and hide your teeth" added in a whisper before kissing the best man's glans.
Gorgeous raven haired beauty kept kissing different parts of the best man's rod. Starting with a tip, she moved up the shaft, changing the sides between the kisses, finally diving her head under it and planting her lips on the end of the shaft right where it connects to a ball sack. With that she pulled back her head and admired the effects of her work. Ernest was doing his best to remain stoic, while his cock was twitching on his own, **** for more stimulation he was suddenly deprived from. Bernadette flashed him the wide smile, before turning to Anna and giving her a nod to begin her part.
Martin's dick was still flaccid - in a big contrast to an erect flag pole now sported by his companion - so poor wife had a bit of a problem, but quickly figured out how to apply the lesson. With one hand she puled back the skin from the tip and gave it a gentle kiss. She continued kissing the dick of her new husband, trying to cover the same area as did her companion.
Some effect was already felt, and the groom moaned in pleasure, but his dick still resembled a whip more then a spear that's ready to penetrate all the obstacles on it's path. Bernadette leaned in towards the wife and started whispering in her ear. She then opened her mouth wide into a big O and took the end of the best man's rod into her mouth. She closed her lips around it, and kept it like that for a second, for an effect. With Anna's eyes on her, she pointed up towards Ernest's face.
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