The reception was in full swing. I’d missed Cath and Hannah leaving, but just because the Brides had left, that was no reason for the party to finis....I slid onto a stool by the bar and without really looking up, asked for a gin and tonic.“What the fuck was I doing with Beth?” I thought to myself.“Do you want the bog standard Bombay Sapphire or could I tempt you into some Muff licker?”“What?” I looked up, confused. “Did you just say muff licker?”I found myself looking into the eyes of a stunning. I looked down and saw that her boobs were almost out of her nightie. I was pressing her belly. I noticed there was no bra line. She must not be wearing one. I was getting so horny. The sight of her perfect boob, which was almost fully visible, was making my dick twitch.I couldn’t control myself. I kissed her neck, a rather hard kiss. She let out a moan from her mouth, a very small one. But it was hard to miss. She suddenly tried to pull free.Mom: Son, leave me. It’s boiling up.I knew I had to. But I fully intended to see her in the night. Instead of seeing my pet in the flesh, we had a long cyber session while I watched my wife tossing about on the bed. She was wearing her sleep mask, so I knew she wouldn't see me as I jerked off over the computer. I was sitting across the room at a small desk. My prick was purple as I jacked it off. Erica was talking to me in words over the computer. I knew she had her fingers stuffed up her cunt, and she was coming for me. She always came for. Ireally should have got a cab but there were none in sight. In fact withthe snow getting deeper there was hardly any traffic in sight."Smart move Craig," I said to myself. I continued to walk, heading backin the direction of home. I had gone another 100 yards when I heard thesound of some drunken revellers coming to meet me. It sounded like amixed group, but I had no wish to meet them. Besides the fact that I wasa guy in drag and they might notice, I had been crying as my mascara hadrun down my.