Between us we removed her clothes until she was just in bra and panties.I shed my clothes as i watched Tom move her to the edge of our bed,him standin... in front of her as she sat. She then pulled his pants down and as he stepped out of them she gently held his erect hard cock. She looked at it for a second then looked at me.Again she looked uncertain but i smiled to reassure her.I watched in awe as she licked her lips then opened her mouth and took first the round head then part of the shaft. I’d worshipped Her for 6 years already and knew somehow that this worship was different, but I couldn’t identify how, in what way it was different until I met Her. Even then, I was walking away afterwards before it dawned on me. It wasn’t until the Internet era that I had any way of communicating with the girls I worshipped – apart from Miss Melanie – so it was a joy to email the girls online I worshipped, send worship sheets, poems, stories and lots of other things. Unlike face to face, it was. The organ began to play and Mr Rother took my hand proudly and led me down the flower-laden isle. Of course, as I approached the alter each tiny step made it more difficult to stop the proceedings. The guests where wonderful, I think they all knew that it was me under the dress and make-up but they where so understanding and I didn't see one person chuckle or smirk and I felt myself want to cry with happiness. It was really a dream come true... or was it?She didn't, no one gave a reason why we. Usually pummeling the crook in the process. Sometimes I had everyone believe that the victims fought back, sometimes it was attributed to a 'good Samaritan' who always had a different description. Once I even had everyone believe that one of the crooks, a guy on his first stick-up, had had a change of heart and stopped his partner halfway through the robbery. This got him off easy with the courts and I made sure he took his life in the right direction after that.That leaves us with the worst of.