It was an all-white (!) lace dress with a short train. I had, as groomsmen, a few cousins and an old friend, Chucky as best man.At home, we continued... to have wild daily sex. Carol had the ability to have multiple orgasms and I had more cum than I thought ever existed. We were very happy.I tried to turn down an offer of a bachelor party, but my friend Chucky would have none of that. He would make all of the arrangements. Some of Carol's friends arranged a bachelorette party. The girls were. They played Marco Polo a few times, but Donny was a fast hunter and captured Tess as she swam away. His hands ended up full of her ass. They took turns jumping off the new makeshift platform that sat five feet above the water. She saw both of the boys’ erections. She wasn’t the best judge of size, but they looked about 6-7 inches as they bounded in front of their bodies. They watched Tess as she stood dripping naked. The sexual exhibitionism was exhilarating and freeing. She trusted them. “Really?” she said. “You like the idea of a woman shaving her head?”“No.” I said.“Oh?” she said. “I don’t understand.”“Sorry,” I said. “It’s a...”“What? “ She said.“Damn it!” I said. “This isn’t easy.”“Now you’ve got me curious. Please tell me,” she said. “I won’t be mad at you, just tell me.”“I ... Okay. I love to see a woman shaved bare,” I said.“But you said you didn’t like her head shaved?” she said.“Yes I did, and that’s true ... mostly,” I said.“What then?” she said.“I like somewhere else. The thought of her son actually doing this to her while she was asleep makes her even more aroused. But maybe Jeremy had done this before. What if her son had already tried this out, and she hadn’t woken up? It’s not like she’s had any scintillating dreams as of late. God, the heat that flares up in her pussy at the fantasy of Jeremy intimately knowing her without her knowledge shouldn’t be as hot as it is. Fingers touch her breasts. Her tits are something she takes pride in, a triple D cup.