Raped and kidnapped brides

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The two young brides looked radiant coming down the church steps with their new husbands beside them. Wedding guests threw rice and a photographer's strobe flashed brightly. The mothers of the newlyweds all cried and wiped their eyes with frilly little handkerchiefs.

Colette's silver blonde hair shimmered beneath her long veil. She was tall and sleekly curved, gowned in gleaming white satin trimmed with delicate lace. She was nineteen and, strictly speaking, not entitled to be married in a virginal white gown. Her new husband didn't know it, but she had fucked for the first time ages ago.

Her cousin Dawn followed close behind, a stunning little strawberry-blonde with beautiful big tits that swelled and strained the front of her long, antique wedding gown. Her grandmother and mother had both been married wearing this dress, but neither of them had anything like the voluptuous figure that filled it now.

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