The alcohol had me loosened up enough to speak my true feelings. I said I think I'd enjoy seeing some big dick stud tearing up that sexy pussy of your.... Her legs squeezed together and she said explain. I went on telling her how I had always had thoughts of her being taken by some well hug guy while I watched. She sat her drink on the table and laid back on the lounge chair, looking up toward the sky with her sunglasses on. She said would you be able to handle that? I said yes, but could you?. He's never even seen me naked and I've never seen him naked either."What, never?" No, never. Not even when we were younger. Cyril's always insisted on getting changed in the bathroom while I get changed in the bedroom. He even asks if I'm ready before he comes in." How big do you think his penis is?" I've no idea, is that important?" It might be, couldn't you guess from holding it." I've never even touched it. He always put it in himself." Oh well, never mind. When it was in did it feel like it. With Maria out of action, I appointed Gretchen as my assistant and as a team we came up with a whiteboard list of what we needed to make the wedding happen then went to work crossing off the items on the list. I called up the station, gave them a list of things I needed done and told them to get Samantha on her way to cover the wedding. I called as many friends as I dared and called in more favors than I even knew I had. We had a working dinner which Mabel provided and she even offered to do. ”“I think I left you with more than a sticky mess, Mike,” Tempe grinned as she stood with her back to the art students and lightly fingered my hard cock.“You owe me ... Big Time!” I laughed as I walked over to Mrs. Stenn’s to snag that cold but still damp wash-rag to do a second clean up around my crotch.We did a quick walk through the art stations beginning on opposite sides of the room. Once again, there was a wide variety of drawing perspectives. I softly laughed when I saw the surprisingly.