There was no way ofconcealing my arousal. My fianc?e was holding my cock when she asked thequestion.So the following evening, in preparation for our r...gular demonstration, Ifound myself carefully deploying dark tan stockings up my freshly shavedlegs. And then attaching them to my suspender-belt. The demonstrationwent very well. More than once.It was the morning of the wedding. The doorbell rang. About 9am. I wasn'tdressed yet, so put on a dressing gown to answer the door. I wassurprised to see. I should have been hating it, but inside I felt a thrill. I realized I preferred the feeling of a real cock, but on the other hand it was turning me on to be engaged in this humiliating behavior in front of a group of wild women. The women had become entirely rowdy shouting out encouragement to Mandy making disparaging remarks to me:"Look at that sissy go," All the sissy needs is a cock in her tight little pussy," Oh yeah, give it to her Wanda."I felt a pair of hands lifting my little skirt and. Her eyes locked on me. She started with a foot massage. A favorite of Rebecca's. But she was still facing me as she massaged. She looked down and signaled for me too lick her with teasing eyes. I took a taste of her sweet juices, knowing that Rebecca even more so wanted to try. Claire then turned back towards Rebecca and focused her massage. I still had her taste on my lips and the sight of her hands rubbing on my fiance was totally amazing. From her toes to her heels, her hands were magic and. I took Izzy to bed with me much earlier than normal. I thought that if I could get her to sleep that she’d release more of the angst the day had brought her. Although I came to bed in a pair of boxers, she insisted that we be naked as we usually were, although she didn’t seem to want anything overtly sexual.Izzy spooned her small naked body into mine, even trapping my tumescent cock between her legs as our crotches came together. She also placed the arm I had around her in a position so that I.