"Just a few days Tommy." she whispered softly as the frail old man slipped the ring onto mum's outstretched finger."Yeah." was all I could manage with...out my voice breaking.I had to admit that the reception was good, very good indeed, no expense had been spared on the food and the vintage champagne and unlike most wedding receptions where a disco would deafen everyone, Arnold had laid on a full orchestra.There were a lot of women there who Mum and Jill knew from their prison days, some of them. ‘Turn the light on,’ she whispered excitedly. ‘What?’ ‘Turn the lights on. I want to see your cock.’ It seemed more like an order than a request. Ryan reached down and turned the lights on then looked outside the car to make sure no one was around. It was late and the neighborhood was deserted. The van was private enough that it wasn’t likely anyone on the street would see them. However, they were just down the street from her house. ‘God… it’s beautiful,’ Cindy gasped as her fist tightened on. I love mypretty body; I care for it scrupulously with a strictlyproper diet and two or three hours of ballet, moderndance, and bicycling every day, plus frequent longwalks. But my body doesn’t come alive until it iscovered with layers of silk and snugly confined insidea stiff, tightly-laced corset.After a brisk scrub I dry myself, wiggle into a pair ofmy support stockings, and begin to dress for the day.My involvement in graduate school and the consultingwork I do rarely give me a day. He leaned in and had me lick every inch of his dick, form his helmet to his balls. There was plenty of semen for me to lap up and he made sure I got every drop. Satisfied that I'd lapped up every bit of it, he patted me on my head, put on his robe and headed out the door wall as if nothing had happened. But something did happen. My neighbor had walked over in the middle of the night expecting a blowjob... and I complied. I felt embarrassed to be so obedient and so used, but that was the path.