I enquired if her attending was likely to cause her problems with her Steve as to the best of my knowledge she had not yet told him of my training of ...er to be a cum slut.Hesitantly she agreed and said she would try to talk to Steve about coming with her, she was worried though as to how he would react as he had given demonstrations of being a touch jealous. The final information my email contained was that she would be expected to arrive at my home at 12 noon on the Friday and would be. Didi was dressed all in pink. She had asurprisingly short dress, showing off her lovely long legs. I felt alittle tingle in the end of my cock. Would I get the chance to put myarms round her later? To squeeze her, to press her breasts to my body, totouch her legs with my finger-tips (and to find out if she was reallywearing sexy stockings...)But then the ceremony started and I had to concentrate on what was goingon. The celebrant ensured that everything went smoothly. I didn't dropthe rings,. " He looked at me and I drank in his image again, hair dripping, body dripping, dick dripping and it was all I could do not to take him. He didn't want my dick in his face. I kissed him softly again and put my hand on his shoulder. I pushed gently — not forced, just suggested — then crossed my arms. He knelt in front of me, picked up the sponge and the soap and proceeded to clean my dirty parts. Only Peter's lessons in control kept me from shooting off as soon as he touched me. He gave me. I graduated withhonors and found myself with a full-ride scholarship to a universityacross state. It was in college that my life changed.Like I said, I was not what you would call a chick magnet. That was OKanyhow, sense I wasn't really into having a relationship with anyone. Idid always have this feeling that something wasn't quite right with me,but I could never really figure out what it was. I was fine with my lifeas it was. I made friends with a couple of girls that lived in the.