"Okay, okay. Calm down. It's my turn and I'll be right back, I have to pee."Jay took off into the house. The three of us just drifted into the bubbles.... I heard Jay change the song and she came back out. Stevie Wonder's "Ribbon In The Sky" filled the quiet air. All eyes were focused as Jay sashayed to the gentle beat and began to pull off her tee. Her lithe brown body swayed. Her breasts were held by a very small and thin brown bra that blended so well. I recognized it from one of my Victoria's. He rolled me onto my back again, gently parted my legs, positioned himself carefully between them, very careful to hold himself up, trying not to touch my broken body, his cock was rampant, twitching, he massaged the head gently between my cunt lips, I winced, but raised myself up at the same time, capturing the head just inside my dripping entrance, I so wanted him. Then he slowly thrust forward, I gasped as he entered me, so big, spreading my bruised cunt open, stretching me, I couldn't help. When she reached the bottom floor, she ran to the wall where she turned and faced Sir Smiley. Out of breath, she said, “Please stop for a second and let me remove the habit. It took so long to make. I don’t want it hurt.”Sir Smiley came to about three feet from her and looked deep in her eyes. He could see she was telling the truth. “Very well remove it, but be quick about it or I will add to the strapping.” She was trembling as she tried to unbutton the back of her habit.He looked at the other. Should I come to your house or meet you there? Do I need a suit?”“A jacket and tie are okay, my Dad will wear his tux but we are just there to support Mom, so I am just wearing a dress, not like a fancy gown or anything. You can come here and ride in with us, I think. Let me check with my Mom.” There was a pause, some faint background conversation barely audible, and then Carla was back on the phone.“She said it would be great if you could come. Can you be here by five?”“I am sure I can. If.