The stinging, plumping chemcals of the nude lipgloss he wore had donetheir work, his lips looked fuller and rounder. He had overlined themintentionall.... These were blowjob lips and Art knew it. His eye make upwas striking and smokey, warm browns and blacks rimming the white of hiseyes. He had plucked his eyebrows into sharp, angular, arches. He hadnever plucked his eyebrows before. This was important though. This timehe had to do things properly. He would deal with the consequences anotherday.. I shuffled my feet trying to make things easier.I felt the hand encircle my already hard penis, pulling on the foreskin, drawing it back over the head. Then I felt lips, at first touching the tip as if kissing it, then parting as a hot wet mouth encircled me. I felt teeth. I think now I should have questioned what was going to happen, should have been more concerned but the sensations running through my body, the thoughts running through my mind, were in turmoil. I am not sure I would have. I could hear the guest’s murmur, ‘Aren’t they beautiful together?’, ‘Looks like our captain has made another conquest!’, ‘Got to hand it to him, he never seems to miss.’ I was fuming! My new bride was acting like a slut on the dance floor, allowing him to fondle her ass and pressing up against him, humiliating me in front of everyone. I decided it was time to ‘cut in’, but as I got up from the table, Mrs. Wellington quickly took my hand and led me onto the dance floor. Before I could object,. Turning towards the mirror as he adjusted the waistband of her skirt tohis natural waistline he fussed the hem of her blouse into position overher skirt.Eager to take in the effect of these simple garments he lingered on hisreflection. Instant lust!David's thrill from dressing came in part from having this femininevision in front of him to soak up at his leisure without the fear ofbeing caught staring at the genuine article.With movements already more feminine from the relaxing and.