"I'm blind, because while she's half naked, you're way way behind, jerk-off. Don't blow this for me."The next thing I knew I was tearing off my clothe....Friday, evening, September 14th [Chris]It was obviously the last time he'd wear that tux. I heard cloth ripping as he frantically tore the thing to shreds, getting out of it. Then, come to think of it, losing the tux wasn't such a bad thing. For one thing, the suit was a hideous color. For another, his body was scrumptiously naked. His shoulders. You're holding back, so I lean back against the wall, sliding my wet thighs against each other, biting my lip and caressing my nipples. Pleasuring myself to give you time to calm down, but unfortunately my intentions have the reverse affect. The pleasured almost pained look in your eyes turns suddenly to a primitive, intense desire, you grab me and spin me around, I put one foot on he ledge of the shower and with one clean movement you push your entire length inside me. I see stars as you begin. His hands slowly caressing every inch of my flesh. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Having thought of doing this each time He had seen her. He was going to take His time. Enjoy the sensations. Enjoy her scent. Enjoy the delightful squirming. Unable to restrain Himself desperately wanting to feel the heat of His hand across the soft milky white flesh, he pulled and tugged at the satin hearing it tear from her waist. Before even the first whimper of protest could escape her lips, His large hand found its mark. “Honestly, Jessica I don’t think Mark knows what he expects or wants from you," He may just like the idea of crossdressers, besides it’s your decision what happens not his,” responded Gemma and handed me my handbag.“I best get back out to my date,” I said without thinking Gemma just smiled knowingly.Mark was waiting with the group when Gemma and I came out. Gemma and the others said their goodbyes and left. I sat on Marks lap again and whispered in his ear, "Shall we go for a coffee?" I thought.