Then the music dimmed, I heard Steve. "And now it's time for the groom toget a lap dance!" Everybody cheered, but I turned around in confusion. I'mthe...groom? But then I saw Steve leading my fiancee, Nicki up towards thestage. She was wearing a men's suit, but that did nothing to hide hershape. Her hair was tied up, but there was no attempt to make her lookmasculine. That would not have been possible. She looked so fucking sexyeven dressed like that.A chair was setup on the stage and Nicki sat. The possibilities opened up to her. Maybe they could get Nicola involved in this too? How would that be? She leaned forward to lick at Michael’s cock which flexed upwards and onto her nose. It always made her smile when cocks made those involuntary movements. Still holding and stroking both their cocks she made a suggestion. “Why don’t you call her on John’s phone, Michael? See if she wants to come over.” To press the point she leaned forward and took the whole of his cock in her mouth and. I decided to follow him, the next time hewent missing. Next day I saw him talking to the Ship's Bosun and then walkoff with him , so I carefully followed them. After going through variouspassages they entered a door marked "Petty Officer's Mess" and closed thedoor behind them. I waited for about twenty minutes and as they didn't comeout. I decided to follow them inside and see what was happening. As I entered the room I saw six men including my brother sat round alarge table playing cards,. "She made sure I was in there before she left, sitting as I was onAmelia's bed and suddenly mindful of the importance of sitting correctlywhen in a short dress, and most of all not wanting Mum to admonish me forsuch an embarrassing failure as giving a flash of my knickers. I promisedto be a "good girl," feeling quite ridiculous as I do so, but oh-soterribly happy not to be going to Busy Bees still.Of course, I did have one nemesis in close proximity - the purple consolesitting just a few feet.
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