Nuzla flipped his little cheerleading skirt up and rubbed his very sore bottom back to his place.James felt soothed but Nuzla as she rubbed his butt c...heeks. He pooched his bottom in the air and slightly wiggled. Nuzla giggled, “Even though you deserve intense humiliation, James, you are damn adorable in these little panties!”When they arrived at James’ place, there were already 40 Indian guys there waiting for them. The girls pulled James into the house and demanded that he lay on the bed on. I was fine with doing it at the courthouse, but he decided that his staff could knock something together in one week. Having met some of his people, I did not doubt it. That said, I was not going to ask about the cost. His house had a ballroom and a gazebo by a lake. At least location was covered.Sean had asked Julian to make me a new corset. No surprise there. He had also commissioned a wedding gown, fitted for the corset. That meant I could ask Francine and CC to also wear a corset, not that. I could hear her slurping as she slid up and down and a faint clicking sound as I reached the back of her throat. She would always stop for just an instant at that point and it feel so good.After a few minutes I knew I could not handle much more since I have not been one for lasting too long anyway. She kept at it, licking the head and sliding me deep into her mouth while moans came from within her. It was getting difficult for me to think and I think I was starting to hyperventilate. I. I sat back, moaning in pleasure. She wasn’t bad at giving blowjobs, but I’d had better. It was kind of like eating pizza, though; even if it isn’t as good as some you’ve had before, it’s still pizza, y’know?After a couple of minutes, she stopped sucking my cock and tossed her towel to the side before climbing into my lap. As she lined my cock up with her prominent pussy lips I noticed that “the carpet didn’t match the drapes”: she had a triangle of dark pubic hair down there. I only experienced.