"Cialis, I don't want anything but the best from you Ron, and many times. As for Hank, I want you wanting me so bad, I want your cock hard but unsatis...ied all weekend and I want your balls to feel like they are on the verge of exploding." Now" said Donna "I want some pleasuring. I want a bath and a rub down with oils and lotions. But first I need to be undressed. Ron, take off my robe".Donna stood in the centre of the room, and Ron approached her, undid the cloth belt and let it drop. The robe. And that in spite of what you did to me at our senior prom,” I said. And now I was smiling.“Huh?” said Pen. “I mean, okay, yes,” she said. There was a chorus of laughter and cheers from nearby tables.The next half hour was raucous and fun and happy and weird.There was no doubt in the minds of the attendees that 2nd Baptist church in Scottsdale was the sight of the happiest wedding ever, at least that was my thinking.My mom was happy. Mister Davis was happy. Cherry was maid of honor. Milton, our. ?" And about tenminutes later I made my way down without the phallus strapped to mycrotch, and a robe covering up for a very awkward conversation...Speaking of awkward... Awkward random thought: Mistress has learned inthe years since, a strapon in terms of stimulation, is better securedaround your thigh, not your crotch, unless the intention is humiliationor emasculation... so yeah, I still usually wear it in front of mycrotch.I digress...But... that night was one of those nights that my father. She knows that stray curls of her dark forest of pubic hair are peeping out round the sides of her panties. The hands are on her thighs, now, then one slides inside the leg of her panties... Her cuntlips are moist, an inevitable result of having her tits felt and fondled by more than a dozen hands, and she sobs with shame and humiliation as an excited voice says her cunt is wet. She feels a finger slide inside her, and she gasps as it touches her g-spot.Then her panties are dragged down and her.