We chatted with Aedan, Zevran, Leliana, and Wynne periodically as we walked, but never let go of each other's hand. It was a heady feeling. He's mine....I'm his. What did I do to deserve this?Camp got back to a semblance of normal, and I started sparring again with Aedan, with Zevran's help and advice. Alistair looked pretty tense until it became obvious that Aedan was pulling his punches, not allowing me to get hurt, and Zevran even kept his hands to himself. Will wonders never cease? After. I arched my back and stuck my ass in the air, to afford the cameras a view of my still unprobed ass and my cockette. Months of experience had made me a blow job expert.,He grunted pleasure and approval, muttering, "Yeah, suck my cock, you trannie whore, suck me dry." He sat on the couch, pulling my head with him by my hair. Then, his hands began a rough exploration of my ass. He stroked and pulled my cock roughly and poked at my ass with his fingers.I broke from my sucking and begged, "Oh, that. "The feminized man quivered at the thought of having to prepare the bedwhere his wife was going to commit adultery. But he nodded silently andthen turned his eyes to Grace.The older woman gave him a smile and said, "Lead the way, Churro. I'llbe admiring how prettily you walk in those sweet shoes."All too soon, Chuck had performed his demeaning task with the covers andpillows, and was entering the other bedroom ahead of Grace. She closedthe door behind them and got hold of his arm to turn him. On my third foray, having my behind slapped and pinched by numerouspeople, I got as far the far end where I had the shock of my life(incredible after all the indignities I'd suffered). I'd seen that therewere tables of varying sizes down the sides of the structure but one waslarger than the others and was close to the stage where the singer wasperforming. At it, sat among a dozen or so others was Mary and while theothers were formally dressed, she was wearing a white wedding dress. Aman next.