"Fran closed the door and left Tyler alone in the dressing room. Helooked over at the garment bag hanging off the rack. It intimidated him,somehow... ...ven more than the French maid outfit had intimidated himduring the lounge event. He unzipped the bag and looked at the gown asit hung on a pair of translucent straps - the kind of straps that wereonly meant for hanging the dress, not for putting over your shoulders.His heart raced at the thought of wearing this, at seeing Connie's facewhen she. " She replied innocently."That was you! But I saw wings..." one man said as he continued to stare at her."I saw a tail! I know what I saw and it definitely wasn't you. If I had seen you I would have stayed outside." The men all agreed to that statement. All were looking at Angel as if she was the main course of a feast and the men were starving.Karen almost lost it because Dracon was about to lose it. Karen decided to finish this and get the men out of her cave so that she could laugh. "Well. Now it was Francine's turn. Almost by reflex I opened my mouth asFrancine stepped a little closer. As I took her dick into my mouth Itried to lick off all of the sweet tasting glowing honey that I could.Then I could feel the Mistress enter me again and begin her slow atfirst and then faster rhythmic pumping. Francine then exploded into mymouth and I kept swallowing all the honey and cum that was in my mouth.The Mistress then had another orgasm. I kept licking frantically allthe sweet tasting. I stood embarrassed, covering my huge erection with flowers that I never gave her. Born of a British father and north Indian mother, her every angle was carved, chiseled, and polished. She wasn’t voluptuous, but stats of 36-26-37 made her figure raunchy even in the modest wedding gown.Wearing just 3-inch heels, she looked taller than most men present there. That night I saw her in my dreams, without a stitch of clothing. I woke up the next day with a wet patch on my boxers.Eventually, after one.