The more she thought about it, the more the tension built inside of her, and the louder her moans became. As the final wave hit her feet, so did the r...elief she sought for so much. Bursting out of her with incredible energy, it drowned out her awareness of her surroundings, that is, other than the sounds of her climax. As she opened her eyes, her heart jumped once again. Standing barely 20 feet from her was a figure standing, facing her. As her eyes focused, the shape started to provide more. Ralphie smiled as Howie did his nails and chattered on. It was most important day in a man's life, after all. Ralphie could remember being the flower boy for his uncle's wedding, and how he loved his miniature bride's outfit. He was only eight, and it was the first time his father let him wear pantyhose and shoes with heels. He felt so grown-up! He remembered dreaming of the day when he would be the bride, and all eyes would be on him. And it turned out to be just as wonderful as he had. "Come in," a raspy voice invited them.Being both hungry and none to bright, the pair opened the door. Lookingaround, they saw a large room, with a table and chairs in the center, alarge cupboard to one side and a woman dressed all in black standing bythe fireplace stirring a large black iron cauldron with a wooden spoon."Sit down and make yourself comfortable," the woman told them, pointingto the table and chairs. "The gingerbread will be ready shortly. In themeantime, you must be thirsty. Let. .."Helen obviously was enjoying this, her eyes closing as she rubbed. I was finding it harder to concentrate on the fantasy, my erection throbbing in my hand, aching to release."They kiss... face to face... one on top of the other... and I slip between their legs... and they let me push my hard cock into one of them for a few strokes... then into the other... back and forth... just fucking them both as they make love... to each other and me..."Helen shook. A groan emanated from her mouth,.