I was worried about what welts would be there, and for how many days. And my jaw was sore too, from my oral ministrations to his lovely member.-------...--------Finally Sir returned. I was aided off the bed, and walked to another room. "You know what to do," he said, and removed my blindfold, and left the room.My eyes took a moment to adjust, and then I saw what he meant. A kitchen chair was placed in the middle of the room, with a large suction-cup dildo sitting on the seat. A bottle of. She looked in, but I could see that she just didn't know what to do with it.So I showed her the clothes and at once she understood, as she took a hold of her dress, and indicating that these were dresses. I nodded my head in agreement. In the suitcase was a heavy woolen jumper, which I took out and placed it around her shoulders. She went ecstatic, threw her arms around my neck, and kissed all over my face. We took the suitcase into the van and unloaded the clothing into the dressing table. My cock tried to spring free, but it was still held back by my pants which by now were soaking wet with the amount of precum freely flowing from the tip. Pete watched in fascination as he rubbed his stiff cock through his trousers. My fingers ran up and down the length of my shaft a couple of times before I eventually pulled my pants down, slowly revealing my solid naked cock to him. The thick precum formed a string of juice as I pulled the material away. I took off my t-shirt and sat almost. When I came to a part where Angie had on a black lace girdle and lace stockings, I paused it. I had remember seeing this stuff on a hanger in the closet. Since my cock was hard again, I thought what the hell, I might as well get off again. I went to the closet and looked threw until I found the outfit Angie had on and brought it out. I released my cock from the white panties and took them off. I looked over the undies and no wetness here either. I put them back into the drawer. My cum.