I guess you're imagining a wonderful scene with Marie as the flower girl? Nope, Marie said that she wanted to get married too. So she stood there in f...ont of the preacher with us, holding onto Grant's hand tightly.When we said our "I do's," there she was yelling, "me too." When Grant gave me the traditional first kiss, before we were done, there she was tugging on Grant's pant leg and asking for her turn.Grant, to the delight of our friends and family picked her up and gave her a peck on the. I rubbed precum around the mushroom head and around the sensitive scar line, then up and down the shaft."Let me have a go..." Adam took me in his hand and wanked me off. My balls tightened as I shot my load."Now my turn," he said as he pulled down his tracky bottoms and pants at the same time. His dick was rock hard and straining at his foreskin. I slowly pulled back his foreskin. The smell was gross.I slowly wanked him and within seconds he came all over his t-shirt. We just sat there in. I started to introduce some denial to our playing. It was important to see the reaction of a sissy who is denied pleasure because he was either bad or lacking in his performance of being a good sissy. The combination of being locked up and denied took an effect on my sissy over the years, as he slowly lost his desire to maintain an erection. I don't think my sissy was ever aware of when he totally lost his ability to have an erection let alone maintain one. He was having too much fun showing me. All better now." I see her smile as I know she's thinking 'A Band-Aid wont help with everything.' but she keeps quiet and just smiles. My heart sews itself back together as I see her smile."So, daddy got you something." I say with a smile."What is it?!" she says getting excited, because whenever daddy says that, she knows it will be something she loves."I got us tickets to go see Elmo live!" I say as I see her eyes light up."Really!?!" she says as she clasps her hands together. I nod. "Thank.