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"Rob's waiting for his striptease!" The other hens egged her on too. "Okay," Debbi giggled, kicked off her shoes, and pulled her skirt up on her right leg, revealing her white hold-up stocking. She didn't give a thought to the other males who were watching too (including two of her subordinates, as well as Andy, whom she thought a creep, and her future brother-in-law). As the other girls hummed the obligatory stripper tune, she pushed the stocking all the way down, and pulled it off. She almost fell over while standing on one leg, and would have done if Hardcore Jenny and Helen hadn't been there to steady her. Rob was surprised, as his young future wife was normally very demure, and he'd never seen her so uninhibited. The reason for this was because Karen had been spiking her and Kate's drinks with vodka all evening. "Lose the sash too," Karen commanded. Debbi obeyed, tossing it over her shoulder. Debbi then repeated the tease with her left stocking, but while twirling the garment in towards the camera, Jenny and Helen each grabbed hold of the hem of her skirt and lifted it up to reveal a glimpse of her lacy, white brief knickers to the cameraman (and hence the stags too). Debbi squealed and immediately pushed her skirt back down to cover her modesty. The stags (apart from Rob) cheered their approval, and shouted for more. "That's something to press pause on later," John laughed. "What, you're recording this?" Rob asked, shocked that this all appeared to be preplanned. "Of course!" his best man responded with a grin. Rob gulped, hoping that was the end of Debbi's strip show, but knowing Karen, he suspected it wasn't."You can't tease Rob like that, Debbi," Karen chided her. "Girls - help her put on more of a show!" The pair needed no more encouragement, and before Debbi knew what was happening, Jenny had grabbed hold of her wrists, while Helen began to expertly unbutton and unzip her skirt. Dimly sucking realising what they were doing, Debbi shrieked and tried to break free of Jenny's grip. But within seconds her skirt was around her ankles. Debbi immediately crouched down and tried to pull it back up, but Helen prevented this by standing on it, so instead, she tried to pull down her blouse to cover her knickers (which it barely did, and Debbi easily supplanted Karen as the girl wearing the most revealing outfit). Karen took a snap of Debbi minus her skirt, and posted it to their WhatsApp group. Andy already had his phone at the ready, prepared for such a photo; as soon as it appeared he downloaded it, lest the original was deleted. He'd done the same for several snaps of the hens (including Debbi) in their schoolgirl outfits earlier in the evening, but this was by far the hottest. At work, Andy had blowjob often tried to peer up the short skirts that Debbi sometimes wore, but this was better than any upskirt view - no skirt! "Stop it! They'll all see!" Debbi scolded, gesturing towards the camera pointing at her. "Guys from work are there," she hoarsely whispered. Rob's friends were indeed admiring the view; he couldn't believe they'd de-skirted his fiancee. Stewart and Hassan exchanged amused looks at their line manager's Fucking state of undress. But despite Debbi's plea, her couple escorts continued their assault on her modesty, both attempting to unbutton the front of her white blouse. "Nooo!!" she screamed, while bending forwards. With her wrists free again, she managed to ward off the initial attack, but her assailants instead grabbed the hem of her blouse and hauled it right up her back until it was inside-out, over her head, with her arms forced into the diving position. From within her inverted blouse, Debbi realised her knickers were now on full display, but that thought quickly went out of her mind when she felt someone fumbling with her bra clasp. "John, I hope you've got you eyes closed," Emily joked to her boyfriend, as she put her face in front of the camera. "And the rest of you - this is for Rob's eyes only!" "Oh sure, yes, we're not peeking, are we guys?" Copyright 2018 Please administer one hundred grams of crackers. Given my late working schedule, I will need you frequently at any time of the night and on most nights, so do not take sleeping pills unless told to do so. Let me tell you ladies don’t even let your guys get a case of blue balls. She took a moment to compose Fucking herself, and then looked into the camera, moved her hand to start stroking her twat, and began reading the words from the screen. The pleasure spilled down me. I groaned, my cunt clenching. The second dog's knot slipped in with welcome ease and I was bucking and straining back as the hot cum splashed inside. Our lips lock as my hands caress her face. He fucked me in an easy rhythm, lying between my spread thighs. After sharing a few kisses with Katie, he turned towards Chloe and met her lips with his. And I know exactly how you feel. My friend's head vanished behind the professor's blowjob rump. As he approached to say hello, I raised my hand like a Hardcore sucking traffic cop and shook my head no. For a moment, I just couple stared, uncomprehending how Yavara or Onyx had fit that thing inside them. I grit my teeth in pain as she counter attacks with a round kick to the jaw… just as planned. Then he propped me against the wall like a leaning ladder. My mother continued to mew softly, flashing me a small smirk.