You can feel the heat you awoke in me through our jeans. One of your hands moves to cup my ass. I allow my hands to carefully explore your chest. As I...lightly touch you, your other hand moves forward to stroke my fire through the cloth. Bringing a heated moan from me. A hand catches mine and guides it down to your hardness. Sensing my hesitation you deepen your kisses. Skillfully you stroke me. My little cries encourage you. You quickly undo my jeans, slipping a hand inside you seek out my. "That would be nice; we can go down this side-road," said Steve indicating the short road that led to the river."That is convenient; I have my car parked down here, so I will put this in it," said Gabrielle, indicating the shopping bag that she was carrying."You are not likely to be back for a while, and there are parking restrictions down here," warned Steve."Not where I park. I own the florists and I park behind there," announced Gaby.Steve watched her bend over, more than necessary, as she. I couldn’t perform in this sham without making every possible attempt to make it real. Not as much for the spectators as for myself. This was going to be the greatest adventure of my life so far. I had crossdressed a few times to myself in secret, but being asked to perform as someone’s bride was beyond crazy. The thought had stunned me at first, but I knew that I had been fantasizing about this, and I would never have an opportunity like this again. Even though I found it absolutely absurd, I. I called Sylvia and we had a nice lengthy conversation during which she filled me in with some details of the plans for Rebekah. I asked her if Rebekah was aware of what was going on. Sylvia told me she was and that Rebekah actually seemed to be getting quite excited about it. She also told me about the birth control pills and said Rebekah took one every morning without question. Sheila sent me a photo of Rebekah and I saw that she was, indeed, a little dark haired beauty. However, it still.