I heard a sharp intake of breath, a low whistle, then they walked on again.My face was bright crimson. I wondered who it was, whether I knew them, and...how I could face anyone on this floor without wondering if they were the one who had seen me being punished like this.No one else walked by, and finally Mistress returned. Her feet were bare now, and She closed the door, so I guessed She might be naked. I knew better than to try to look at Her without permission, so just tried to stay as still as. .. I can't stop myself!Her empty cunt was now aching with wild, insatiable passion... aching for the one thing that would answer the torturing, lustful desire that were fanning hotly in her naked belly... aching for the hard, soothing thrust of his cock... aching for his long, throbbing manhood buried deep in her burning hole. She had to have it, she had to have its rock hard firmness rammed up inside her -- there was no other way to quell this frenzied riot of savage passion burning out of. Then we went in and sat on the couch -- for an hour, at least -- with me doing nothing but rubbing her arm and squeezing her against me.It was weird; we didn’t say a word to one another. I think we were afraid that if one of us started asking questions, we would find some reason -- aside from the obvious ones -- for me to leave. Instead, she leaned against me and we drew comfort from one another. I luxuriated in the whole notion of having a woman’s body pressed against me and she apparently did. Faith placed the veil on Skip's head and fastened it. Then they showed himhow to carry the train of the dress so he wouldn't trip on it as he walked upthe steps to the stage.The four brides entered the back door of the stage as Monica was welcomingthe prospective brides and their mothers. Skip watched as Monica introducedCindy and then Faith and they walked down the runway as she explained thevarious features of the dresses they were wearing. He would have to remembereverything they did when.
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