"I ... but..." I stammered, suddenly blushing.She reached her hand up to my face, "It's okay, Sir. I was pretty sure that you had." She cupped my chin...and kissed me softly."You did?!" I was so embarrassed suddenly, if she knew all the things I had done with her, virtually... "So, all the times that you and I..."She chuckled and bit her thumb, "I don't know your user name or anything, but a few weeks ago you suddenly started acting different around me. And your reactions to a few things I said. When she came out she was still wearingthe tight-fitting catsuit that moulded and emphasised every curve ofher body and she had again put on the dildo-pants with which she had`raped' me earlier. Vanya caught my stare at the rigid black effigystanding proudly from her loins and she smiled at me."With you looking so feminine, helpless and sexy and me feeling sodominant and randy, I thought that I wearing these panties will remindus both of our roles." With that she continued round the bed to get. She stood up and started to kiss me and pushed me towards the bed. Then she sat on my cock and bent down to kiss me. She kissed my ear, sucked it slightly and then started to kiss my neck and lick it.She went towards my chest, unbuttoned my shirt and removed it. Next, she removed my belt and opened my pant. Looking at me, she slowly started to pull down the pant. This scene made my cock harder. She had already started to remove my underwear to reveal the monster.“So, do you like this 7.2-inch. Our ‘wedding’ was not as grand as Lady Chatterton’s. We did indeed have a ceremony of sorts. Mistress Pickles solemnised our union with a blessing that made tears run again down my cheeks. At her speech’s conclusion, Maria lifted my veil and, before all, kissed me most passionately. Loud applause greeted this. There was music and dancing thereafter. A magnificent feast was provided but whereas Lady C’s evening had been a Sapphic indulgence, ours was a celebration of love and friendship. The.