At the knock at the door my sister and my best friend, Stacy, who was also my other bride’s maid, opened the door to let in the stripper. His 6’4�...�, medium muscular frame walked into the living room where the revel of women started to get rowdier as they laid eyes on the tall stranger. At my request, our entertainment for the evening was dressed as a cowboy. His tight t-shirt under his vest showed off his toned muscles. His gun holster failed to hold a gun, but the only gun any of us were. She was desperate, I was forceful. I set her down because I needed my hands to tear off her clothes. I freed her perky tits and licked and bit the nipples. She would tell me later that she got wet from seeing the bite marks in the mirror the next day.My hand went to hike up her skirt (already very short) and remove her panties (black satin thong). Her pussy was waxed smooth and tight as a virgin, sex was going to be really good. She skillfully undid my jeans and reached for my dick."Holy shit,". Smirking like the cat who got the cream, he lasciviously stared at my erotic lingerie clad body. My tits were resting on the cups of the quarter cup bra, with my nipples prominently erect. My waist cinched by the black lace Waspie, with the six garter straps holding my slutty black seamed stockings in place. I slightly parted my legs, revealing my swollen labia as I smiled at Neil then deliberately licked a finger and traced the finger between my cleavage then gave each nipple a sensual stroke.. ” “That all sounds great to me. If Darla had a hand in it, I’m sure I’ll enjoy every bite,” I replied. Paul turned to his wife, and said, “Pet, isn’t there something you want to tell Dirk?” Darla came over and sat on my lap, gave me a friendly hug and kiss, and then told me that Paul has some sort of silly hang-up about not actively engaging in sex because he is a preacher. She went on to tell me that this causes her to be constantly frustrated because she is a normal woman who is almost always.