From the front it looked like a mini halter dress and the tightly fastened bows accentuated her generous bust, showing off her awesome cleavage from t...e low cut neck line. A glance at the swell in her chest would immediately tip a spectator to the fact of her arousal by the persistent poking of the fabric of the apron by her erect nipples. It was a totally different story from behind however, a more tempting view of her gorgeous body, as the neatly tied bow of the apron straps that rested. “You can touch it,” I invited.He hesitated, but reached up and ran his thumb down my stitches.“Fuck You’re wet.”“Soaking,” I agreed, pressing my closed slit against his thumb.He continued filming himself playing with me as I watched the people watching. No one was unaroused. I was sure of it. The young girl had put her icepack aside and was stroking her own cunt over her clothes. Her fingers followed the seam of her jeans. I knew she was imagining herself with a cunt sewn closed like mine. I. They took avery long time getting ready, and considering that it was Adam's wedding,she was sure that he would take longer than usual. Oh well, it didn'tmatter to her. The only reason that she was even going through with aceremony was to have it legally witnessed. She just wanted to get to thegood parts: like fucking and disciplining her soon to be sissy-wife.She grinned at those thoughts, her cock already rock hard in her pants.She got so little time to herself it was hard sometimes to. He pulled his shirt off and used it to staunch the blood coming out of her. “Protect the Trees.” she said, raising one hand to his face and stroking his cheek. “Thank you for this, Scott.” “Thank me after we meet the strange man coming into our relationship.” he chuckled. “I hope you can.” The nut was digging in and sprouting, already waist high by the time he got Tiana cleaned up and standing again. She hadn't lost that much blood, and insisted on standing and walking sooner than Scott.