Almost in tears I leaned my head down on the bed. “Next time when I say ‘be naked’ what will you do?” Stephen reprimanded. “I’ll be naked,...sir,” I whimpered. I reached back and slid the panties down, letting them fall to the floor. He began hurriedly undressing. When he was in his socks and t-shirt he walked over to stand behind me and stroked himself hard. My ass was hot and red from the spanking, a new and very sexy feeling for me. I couldn’t believe the mixture of stinging hot and cool air. Although at first glance his dark Mediterranean looks suggested that he was not the sort that two virginal girls could be left with safely, he was, on the contrary, the ideal person to help me ensure that the girls remained intact until their weddings.I am a man with a rational turn of mind and so I have little interest in the fairy tales of supreme beings and everlasting life with which some console themselves. I admire the moral codes that some of the great religions have developed (and. She huddled as tightly against me as she could and said, “Damn, I hope the sun comes out pretty soon. I’m f-f-f-freezing!”I hugged her tighter. “Even if it stops raining, it’ll take a good hour for the sun to melt all that hail out there. I suppose I could try to build a little fire, but with all the old oil and diesel fuel fumes in here, it might be kinda risky.”She laughed and said, “Jesus, don’t blow us up! Please! I wish I had s-s-s-something dry to put on.”I had an idea running through my. In the time I took taking my bra and panties off, 3 or 4 more men had come in to watch. By this time the big sectional sofa was full, and guys were beginning to sit in the chairs that lined the far wall in front of where I had been sitting. I was now standing in front of around 15 or 16 very horny looking men wearing nothing but my wig, makeup, and pair of 4-inch heels, and it seemed like at least half of the men had their cock in hand, stroking it as they looked at me. I am bi, so I like both.