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She glanced back at Jenna. The bride was still on her back, legs spread, in the position she’d been when Lauren first arrived. Only now, a river of come was seeping from her pussy.

Jenna reached down, between her thighs. Ever so slowly, she dragged two fingers through the shallows of her pussy. They came back thick with sperm, all wet and glistening. Then, as Lauren watched, she put both fingers in her mouth… and licked them clean.

The sounds of the shower starting jolted Lauren back to reality. She stepped forward, just as Jenna sat up.

“See?” Lauren hissed, in a low, accusatory tone. She jerked a thumb toward the bathroom, then back at herself. “Third wheel!”

“Oh stop it,” Jenna said with a dismissive wave. “You’re being silly! So you saw us have sex? Big deal.”

Lauren shook her head in disbelief. Could her friend really be this flippant? Then again… it was Jenna.

“It is a big deal!”

Jenna stood up from the bed, all disheveled, her makeup and wedding dress now a total wreck. She still had her garters on. A stream of come was trickling down the inside of one porcelain thigh.

Even so, she still looked gorgeous.

“Why?” Jenna asked with a grin. “It’s not like you haven’t seen me have sex before…”

“Yes, but not with someone else! Not with a guy…”

“Oh no?” her friend coun

tered. “Are you forgetting Albany?”

College. They’d roomed together, for two semesters, before Lauren had abruptly transferred out. During that time she’d seen Jenna bring plenty of guys back to their dorm. More than once she’d lain awake at night, pretending not to notice what was going on in the other bed…

“And then there was the Sigma Chi Halloween party, remember?” Jenna was smiling now. She knew she was being ruthless. “You came back with that caveman, and I brought home the cowboy, with the really big dick?”

Lauren closed her eyes and sighed. She remembered.

“And by the time we woke up the next morning we’d switched? All because you wanted to try out—”

“Alright, alright!” Lauren conceded. “Fine, you win. It’s just that… that was college, Jenna. This is different. Logan’s your husband now!”

Jenna giggled. “And?”

The was no arguing with her. No winning.

“And…” Lauren sighed again. “And… oh, whatever. Nothing, I guess.”

They stared at each other for a long moment. Then Jenna’s eyes went wide with pure, innocent joy.

“You’re coming with us!” the bride beamed, as if noticing her for the first time. She hugged Lauren fiercely, as if nothing at all had just happened. As if she wasn’t half naked right now, her warm breasts pressing up against Lauren’s chest.

“Oh Lauren, I’m so happy! I’m so—”

“Jenna…”

She pushed her off for a minute.

“What?”

“Finland,” Lauren said sternly. “I’m coming to Finland. After that, I want you and your husband to enjoy your honeymo—”

The shower stopped. Lauren stepped back uncomfortably.

“We’ll see,” Jenna winked over her shoulder.