There was a sexy look in his eyes. His head wavered in a gobsmacked shake. He read my mind. I can’t believe this is happening.I used to think that v...irginity was something that had to be savoured until marriage. That’s just the way it went when I was young but now that I’ve grown up and found this new dimension of myself, the marriage doesn’t matter. Neither does the wedding, reception or nuptuals. It’s the person. Only the person. Not the world around you, not the cars going by. Sometimes it’s. I could feel my clitty geting hard and excited and shortly cum in my panties. Mistress knew from my noises that l was making that l had cum so she put me down on my hands and knees and paddled me with 50 strokes of her hairbrush. Then pulling my cum soaked panties off and putting them over my head with the cum soaked area over my face, she gave me a dozen with her heavy cane, leaving severe welts on my poor bottom! "Now", she said, as l heard the snap of a rubber glove around her wrist... "I. The dress felt wonderful to wear, with the three petticoatsunderneath to add fullness to the skirt. And it looked amazing on me.My Maid of Honor was helping with the shoot and I told her, "Mary, I amso glad that you and mother talked me into this dress. It's just soright. It feels like it is actually part of me now. I can't believethat I didn't really care for it at first. Thanks for not giving up onthis dress." And I gave Mary a hug.Ron, the photographer, called to me, "Sharon, lets get this. Even if we find him, he’ll just blow us off and run away again.” He nodded and it was a nod tinged with sadness.“I guess. I really miss the guy. What he did for Jenna is way beyond loving, next to giving his life for her, well...” he said. She nodded, and her nod was likewise tinged with sadness and guilt and regret. She should never had angled to get him to share walking Jenna down the aisle. It was a mistake. But hell, she’d made so many of them relating to the man what was just one more. And.