I felt my waist and it seemed soimpossibly small. I was helped to my feet and walked around to adjustsome more. My body looked sensational but I cou...d bearly feel my legs.I felt I was the most curvaceous women I had ever seen and my hipsswayed as I walked the whole get up exaggerating my normal sway. Eventhe photographer, who I presumed was used to such visions started tostare and smile uncontrollably. I did various poses and was given awhip for one for the classic dominatrix look.Next they. I tried to go deep as she had, but couldn’t manage to stuff all 5 inches in my mouth. It seems practice goes a long way, and being a first-timer, I couldn’t get there. I gagged trying to force it, and hurriedly pulled it out of my throat. It seemed impossibly thick as well, straining my lips to the max. As I brought my mouth off the tip I swallowed and looked up at her again. I was surprised to find that I had enjoyed it. Even with the gag, I enjoyed my first taste of cock. I could definitely. I buttoned the corset next and used some paper from the dress boxes to create a small cleavage before squeezing my feet into the heels which were only one size smaller than my own.Oh my... I thought as I looked into the wall length dressing mirror. I felt so alive as I began walking around the room, dancing along to the music coming down the hall. I closed my eyes and imagined what the bride would feel like wearing the same lingerie later that night.I then felt a sudden chill as I opened my. "Suck me... Suck me like the bitch you are..." And she did. She didn't waste the time, she went immediately for the deepthroat, while she was gently fondling my balls with her red nails. I grabbed her head by her hair, and fucked her face really hard for a minute. Then I released my grip so she could get some air. "Honey...," she breathed heavily. "I can see you've been studying too hard for this one. Wanna release in my mouth right now?" I leaned close to her face, saying, "I don't want to.