Dresses! Last time this was a nightmare for me, this time I was lookingforward to it, we went to the same Bridal Salon that I had seen myoriginal dres..., since that was nearly a year ago, I had absolutelyadored that dress, but I expected that it would have been sold by now.Steve, now the manager met us at the door, he was wonderful, so camp asto make girls feel straight at ease, he recognised us and scolded me,"You are a naughty girl, missing your fitting, but we can do one now,the dress maker. He was a friend of my father. He was a tall, handsome fifty odd year old ships captain form Florida. Greg, a gay friend of the family on the island had told him that he thought I was probably gay three months ago, and he had made a pass at me in a nightclub. We hadn't done much except some kissing and hugging as I was too shy and scared of anyone finding out I liked other men. But I promised to visit him when I got to Florida to in September.The door opened.Dirk smiled down at me and welcomed. I was amazed at how big it looked when it was so close to my face, the power and size of it were somewhat overwhelming, and indeed the musky small was not unattractive. But I had no longing to put it into my mouth. Regardless of any such longing, if sucking this cock was to be a precursor to being fucked by it then I was going to do what needed to be done. I released one of my hands from his ass and took hold of the base of his cock. Having owned a cock just moments before I knew where to go. S a note to everyone who took the time to comment on my first story... “Becky’s Really Hot Day” ... IT WAS A SPOOF! Please see my bio for more details. My problem now is that I am working eight storylines at once and not getting any finished. For some reason this one grabbed my interest this morning and finished itself ... NO SEX I need to offer thanks to sbrooks103x who graciously agreed to edit this offering. He went beyond my wildest expectations and has my utmost respect. If there are.