White 3" sandals complimented my outfit.My hair was next and Margaret helped blow it out and style it in abeautiful layered look. My makeup was pretty...easy and in a matter of25 minutes I was transformed back into Carrie. She selected a pair ofgold hoop earrings that set off my golden hair.I swished back and forth in front of the mirror and found myselfimmersed back in the Carrie role. Margaret was right. I did feelbetter right now. Maybe this was the way it was supposed to be. Margaret turned. I can feel you."The softest white angora wool cape one could imagine was put around hershoulders, connected by a bright gold clasp at the top of her chest.It hung to the floor and could be pulled around her to keep her warm ontheir short trip to the ceremony against the December cold.Asta inspected Valencia's maid of honor gown. She was a vision and Astahoped some of the attention would be on her so she could get throughthe ceremony. Valencia's gown was a simpler version of her own, longand. She feels her ass cheeks spread and feels the cool air on her asshole. But it doesn't stay cool long, because she feels the spongy feeling of his cockhead as he places it against her asshole. She feels him shift his legs downward, but he does it carefully so as not to put pressure on his cock, at least not yet. Then she feels him push his hips forward just a little and she feels the pop if his cockhead as it enters. It burns a little as it usually does, but he waits with his prick head just. “But the main attraction is that he’s black and I have always wanted a big black cock.”Alan laughed. “He may not be big.”Dawn moved her hand up and down. “From the glimpse I got of his bulge earlier I think he has got quite a package down there.”He laughed again. “So you were ogling his bulge then?”“It was more of a discrete look,” she told him moving her hand back and forth a little faster.Alan groaned.“And you quite like the idea of me getting a big, thick black cock too.”She sensed that he.