Beneath the bustier was a matching white thong panty, a pair ofsheer white, silk back-seamed stockings woven with a lace grapevinepattern. Finally, t...here was a sheer, gossamer slip. Did I say I wassurprised? More like stunned. The box contained a matching set of thewedding day lingerie I'd purchased for Grace to wear. She meant for meto wear this under my tuxedo. Perhaps I shouldn't have been sosurprised, I suppose, but at the moment, I was.I returned the lingerie to the box and placed in. They are so big and i could not grab one full breast in my hand and my hands are slippery.That gave her a slippery squeezy massage on her tits which she liked a lot and laughed for that tickling sensation she got.I just stood up and applied a lot of oil on my body.She didn’t understand what i was doing for a moment and in that time i just leaned forward and fell on her to place myself on her body.Now she is between me and the water gel bed.I am totally slippery and moving on her slowly up and. My legs had been fixed bythe ankles to the bottom of the table and the leg of her settee. I was completelynaked and had felt scared; scared and vulnerable. I continued to massage myselfwith long deliberate strokes as I remembered how I got to be here. It had all began simply enough, a dropped fork in Pizza Hut, (Pizza Hut!,no-one had told me that was where you were selected by Goddesses for theiramusement, I had always imagined it would be a bar or a nightclub or somewherelike that). I picked. I bought a buttplug and a couple of dildos. My fantasy life for masturbating mainlyconsisted of me dressing up fully, putting on makeup and getting one ofmy dildos and putting it in my mouth and pretending that I was suckingcock, while at the same time, stretching my ass with a fairly good sixedbutt plug. I really liked wearing bright red lipstick for some reason. I would also practice sucking cock on the dildo and got my jaw musclesin better shape than they were before.I fantasized about men.