We'll get dressed and go downstairs. Beautiful man, I love you." I love you, ladylove."We put fresh clothes on. I wore slacks and a shirt like I would...for Sunday. Britt wore a slacks and blouse outfit with low heels. It was simple but elegant. She washed her face and tied her hair in a simple ponytail.We made our way downstairs hand in hand to the living room and Mom and Dad. Britt said, "I love you both. I don't even know how to thank you. I feel Amelia's loss but not acutely. I have and am. Would I really consider sex with another woman? God knows, flirting with them now was a definite turn on. My body was so aroused now that I felt everything. The heat of the room on my cheeks, the breath of speech on my face, my bra rubbing my engorged nipples so that they actually hurt, the fabric of my top as it hugged me tight, but most of all I felt the seeping honey between my legs, the burning emptiness there that was getting more and more desperate to be filled. I might be flirting with. .- Jen, please... I need your help...- Well, I don't know. Are you gonna do as I say? If you do exactly as I say, I promise you you will like it.- Anything... Please...- Good boy." As she said that, she placed her head just on top of my penis and let out a little spit. She then slowly, gently let her ehad down, her mouth wide open for my cock. As soon as her lips touhced however, it exploded. A feeling I never felt before. It was like my cock was finally free, letting sperm out like never. I couldn't tell you whether I enjoyed dressing in the onewedding gown more or this. I was thrilled that I had gotten to do both.Karen hung back and videoed me walking down the street with all of the mengiving me looks and hitting on me. I got to the entrance to the bar andwaited her. We entered together. Heads were turning. People pointing andcommenting. We were creating quite a commotion. The person running thekareoke saw me and threw a light on me and said"Ladies and gentlemen -- Miss.