I don’t know much about women’s clothing but isn’t any blouse or dress that ties behind the neck called a halter? Anyway, their white dresses we...e slit to the hip. The clingy diaphanous cloth clung to every woman’s nipples. Damn! Those women really were naked in their clothes.Two of those women were now sitting in my lap and giving me lots of kisses. Normally only one woman, Wifey made my dick hard. Those two made my dick pop so hard and fast through my pjs it’s a wonder I didn’t juice. I loved. "Let's see" he said when it was out. I showed it to him -- I'd had an enema that morning but there were still some flecks of my shit visible. "Now give the drink a good stir with your plug." I did so and the mixture became a more unifromly cream colour. "Now taste it." I dipped my finger in the cum and licked it. John slapped my face. "No you stupid cunt. Lick the cum from the plug. And lick it all." I tasted it. "Need any more seasoning?" No" I said. I didn't want him to have any. She served me up a bowl of stew and some slices of bread. It was actually good, better than the offerings our current cook served up. I ate hungrily and soon the bowl was empty. Maisie got up and said, "Beth, I need to go out now. Will you be wanting to have a tumble with Jerry? If so could you leave your sixpence on the table please."Beth said, "I hope so. Jerry, can you give Maisie a sixpence please."I didn't know what they were talking about but Maisie's stew had made me feel full and. It had to be at least fifteen feet. The dress wasincredibly heavy; I couldn't imagine a woman wearing this on her weddingday and not being exhausted by the end of the day. Before I knew itSasha had placed a veil over my head and was attaching it at the base ofmy updo with numerous hairpins. Its length matched that of my train so Icould barely move my head. It was a crown style with a pouf of gauze atthe start of my updo and gauze flowing out back down my head to thebottom of my train.The crown.