Connie whimpered softly under her breath feeling his cock on her soft lips. She so wanted to lick it, to taste his musky meat. But she had been given ... command and she would follow it. "I'll bet you would love to have this cock in that pretty mouth wouldn't you slut? I'll bet you would love to swallow this hard cock all the way down that warm soft throat!" he growled. His words were heating her back up again and she could feel her pussy twitch at his voice.Connie nodded her head slightly. She. He started edging toward where his floor plans had shown the servant's staircase would be. A shrill voice intoned, "Luis! Oh Luis!" Of all the parties she could have attended tonight, why did Madeline von Bregen have to pick this one?Ducking into a darkened alcove and pressing himself flat against the stones, he waited until she'd given up her search for him and joined the rest of the crowd. Great. She'd cost him two minutes that he could ill afford. That was one of the reasons he liked to work. Undoing his belt I eased his pants and shorts down and took his smallish but beautifully hard uncut cock in my hand and stroked him slowly. Pulling his skin back he looked and smelt nice and clean so I flicked my tongue over his swollen head. He gasped aloud as I took his cock into my mouth. With lips tight round his shaft I moved back and forward. He pulled his pants down a little more and I had free range to caress his balls as I sucked on him. They were big and free hanging and moved nicely. "Every wedding I attended I'd watch the bride to see what she wore andwonder how she felt. What dress did she pick? Why did she select it? Howdid it fit her body? What did she wear under her dress? How did it makeher feel? Oh how I wanted to to be her, to take her place as the bride -the center of attention. As I got older, I'd take the opportunity togreet brides at weddings, give them a hug, or even if lucky, dance withthem so I could see the dress up close and feel the dress on her bodyall.