I realised I would have to sitfor all my toilet functions while wearing it.Although I was still far from enthusiastic about being the one whowould be ...esting this contrivance, I had to admit the creativity, evengenius, that had gone into making it. It put my male organs completelybeyond reach, but this didn't worry me unduly at the time. I wassixteen years old, inexperienced and na?ve for my age. Currently noyoung lady stood to benefit from access to my wedding tackle.Throughout this work,. “You look hot,” she leaned up and whispered in my ear.Rather than evaluating my own attire and presentation I just went with it, turning my lips to her ear. “You look good enough to spank until you cry and then fuck until you scream,” I murmured, teeth closing gently over the lobe.I felt her shake and stumble on her feet, leaning into me, and I held her up. “Jesus fucking Christ,” she hissed at me, her perfect eyes wide. Her hands trembled on my waist and I wondered how much of her reputation. Beautiful bodies attached to each other in every different way possible. Marcy and James sipped their wine as they watched, Marcy grinding her ass against James’ hardening cock.“Hot show huh?” A voice came from the side. The couple turned to see a shorter woman with long, wavy blond hair in a white dress standing next to them. Both Marcy and James couldn’t help but admire her curvy body and large breasts.“Yeah it is.” Marcy replied. James nodded.“First time here?” She asked. The couple nodded.. Washing her hands at the sink, she set the oven to 400 degrees and started making the dressing. Thanksgiving in February… why not? Time to be thankful for something. ‘A real romance? What do you mean? What’s going on?’ ‘I’m not stupid, Bethany. I know we’ll never be able to be a couple outside of this house, just like you must have realized that with James, why else would you have done what you did.’ Bethany was silent. Only James’ deep love for her had kept them together after she had broken.