I caught a glimpe of her breasts, they were nice, not massive but a good size. Then she took her knickers off, as she stepped out of them i saw her pu...sy from behind, could just see the flaps underneath. I was naked now and felt a sensation in me, i was nude and another woman could see me and i could see her naked. A situation that in adult life would lead to one thing. as she put her costume on I wished she would turn around so I could see her pussy in full but she did’nt. she put her costume. “I heard what you said, Pete!” I snapped, interrupting him abruptly, the erotic magic now well and truly broken. “Don’t let’s go over it all again. Can’t we just enjoy the fantasy? Please! You’re getting weird now!” There was yet another long pause. “You didn’t cum tonight though, did you?” he asked, confidently, resuming his stroking between my thighs. “I enjoyed it, Pete. Really I did,” I protested, trying to relax again and enjoy the sensation building again between my thighs despite my. He introduced himself as Peter and asked me to enter and explain.I opened the door and took his hand. It was a nice hand; soft but strong and large. He had no wedding ring in his fingers…He said he was sorry by being naked in front of me; but I thought I could never forget the sight of that huge cock bouncing from side to side.I invited him a coffee, hoping something good could happen…As we were chatting, he reached out and touched my hand. Then I stood up and led him upstairs to the master. Also waitingfor Jerry was the officiator. She was a tall Black woman, withstupendous curves, dressed in a red body-stocking, with a matchingpillbox hat. Her hair was shaved almost to her scalp and she woreearrings like big crescent moons. As the male bride moved forward,with Ellen holding his bound arms and walking him, he glanced to thesides. The guests were a curious lot, in fashions that favoredleather and rubber. He spotted his stepmother, seated next to ahandsome man who had his arm.