I slipped them on. Theyfelt a tad tight at first, but that went away. I was really tooengrossed in the feel of the dress. ?Now sit. It?s reveal time f...r thehair.? I started to sit. ?Smooth your skirt under you like this.? Bettyput a hand about mid butt and ran it down the back of her lags as shesat. ?Do it like that.? I did. ?Don?t do it too tight, just enough tomake sure you are sitting on a smooth skirt. We can?t have you wrinklingthe dress you know, looks terrible when you stand up.?She. ..Now that I have revealed the awful truth to you, dearest Charles, Icould not blame you if you consigned this letter to the flames. But, inthe earnest hope that you have not, I continue.After the death of my dearest, my only friend, the days were bleakindeed. For her sake I tended the flowers and other growing things inour secret garden, especially the roses. Ours were red and white, forEngland, for each other in the language of flowers, love and secrecy. Tothese I added a peach rose, symbol. Taking my cock in my hand I began to slowly stroke it against her asshole. Slowly, as she began to relax and her hole opened up, she began to push back longingly against my cock head. The head of my cock suddenly popped past her sphincter and I held it steady to allow her to get comfortable with the fullness in her ass. She then began to back up in earnest and impaled herself on the remaining inches of my cock. She did not stop until she had taken my entire shaft deep in her tunnel.We slowly. Charles copied the raw footage from his system for us, so when I returned, Lily and I made love as we watched it together and we both came so hard that we collapsed into a sweaty sticky mess on the bed. I awoke a few hours later and the TV and all the lights were still on. Lily didn't even stir as I turned it all off and rejoined her in the bed.Charles finally got to take his own wife anally a week or so later. He could have done it anytime, but he wanted Lily and I to witness it live, so we.