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I opened my mail one day to find a wedding invitation from Shelby. I knew she had been dating Kevin for over two years, I had met him several times when we got together. Our mother went into “Oh my god! She’s getting Married!” mode while dad and I toasted the couple with a brew. The day arrived, Shelby was getting married. She was radiant, beautiful in her wedding dress. The floor length gown flowed in waves of silk and lace from a high neck to the broad flared skirt that hid silver heels. The back of the dress swept back as a train laden with pearls and opals that shown soft in the light. Her long golden hair cascaded in waves to the middle of her back, it was wrapped with lace ribbons and sprinkled with pearls. She stood still as the bridesmaids made final adjustments, she was minutes from getting married to Kevin. I had been hovering near her the entire time she readied to marry. I was allowed in the dressing room because I was the wedding photographer. After college I had set up my own studio for photography so I was shooting my sister’s wedding amateur as a gift to her and her new husband. I’d been present with my cameras since Shelby began the long process of getting ready for the ceremony. I had images of her from the moment she stepped fuck out of her street clothing to the time she was fully made up and decked out as the radiant bride. Rachel, her best friend, who knew I was her brother objected at first but was finally convinced that as a professional photographer paid to take pictures I'd seen many brides in panties and bras before so my presence was okay. That was true, it was an aspect of my job and I was usually ignored as part of the decor’. I was used to snapping photos of couple not only brides and bridesmaids, but models, male and female, in many stages of undress. What was not normal is that this beautiful shapely bride and I had an amoral sexual history and I was reminiscing as I took pictures. Just like most brides I took photos of, Shelby was conscience of the camera for the first few minutes but gradually accepted my presence and started to ignore me which is the best way to get a more natural look in the pictures. As I moved around the room taking pictures of her indian I started getting turned on. I had several times been in dressing rooms with semi-naked brides but this was the first time I’d ever gotten aroused even though she was doing nothing to entice me. Taking pictures requires much time looking through the lens of the camera. I could zoom in and focus at the touch of a button so my unprofessional self was taking a lot more time than necessary viewing her; tits, ass and face all fell under my lens on the pretext of setting up another shot. My cock was slowly gaining weight as I took photos from various angles, asked her to pose in various positions. Even as I took them I knew that this was a photo gallery I would be reviewing many times in the future. She was wearing a garter belt over white satin panties and sheer white hosiery held up by the garter with a matching lace bra when the bridesmaids sat her in front of a vanity and began to prepare her hair. Rachel and two more young women fussed with Shelby’s locks for 30 minutes until she was finished with ribbons and pearls. During that time our mother came in to critique the work then gave me an evil eye “Do you have to be here?” “He’s the photographer mom, don’t get your girdle in a twist.” “But in your state of dress dear shouldn’t he be out of the room?” Shelby looked up at our parent “Oh mother, quit living sex in the 19th century, it’s fine, it’s okay.” “It’s bad luck to let him see you before the wedding” mom countered. “It’s bad luck if my future husband sees me, not my brother. Go away now, I have to get ready.” Dismissed by her daughter our parent threw me another eyeball dagger then huffed out of the room. I told Shelby “She’d really have a hissy if she knew the family secrets.” Rachel looked up to listen to the conversation, a question in her eyes as my sister responded “Yeah, but some skeletons will stay in the closet forever.” In the Public Mens Room “I think that you need to go and work off some of that energy.” Ryan said as he opened our door. “Oh my god!” she says. Crawling down between his legs, she opened his boxers taking out his hard cock. Do you?” Megan screeched looking up at him. It was so messed up. After amateur that I was asked if I deserved punishing for making the mess. You saw my boyfriends… So now I got to see yours….. She looked back up at Jayden, who was unbuttoning his shirt with a serious look on his face. I put my hands on her head and played with her hair, at the same time couple lightly making sure her head stayed right where it was. The sensation indian was wild and exciting. Toby looked at he “you know what mom”, “what baby”? Of course, that wasn't what Rico wanted to hear, as he was hesitantly raising himself up on his knees, with his butt stuck up in the air. "Are you on drugs?" I went downstairs to get sex a top and Capri’s for Scarlett so her dress could be taken into evidence. We stood there in silence, not taking our eyes off of each other’s, before she added, “I guess we should get down the ladder. Before I give you this pussy, you're gonna tell me exactly how you ended up fuck fucking our pet German Shepherd, while I was gone." Then he stopped.