?I complied, fearing for the worst. Was she going to kill me or what? I just realized I hardly knew this woman despite the fact that I’ve talked to ...her for the past 30 minutes. She was in control, and there was nothing I could do about it.??Strip.???What?? my eyes widen.??Your clothes. Everything off. Now.??Slowly, against my will, I began to unbutton my shirt. Behind me, I heard the duffle bag being unzipped. ?Throw your clothes on the ground? she barked. Ignoring my instructions, my hands. I tried to steady myself by taking another shot and sipping at my beer, my prick was so hard now I could have hung a towel on i;.a beach towel, ..a wet beach towel ,and it was tingling all up and down the shaft and the big purple head was so hot it felt as if it might burst into flames. Barb called from the kitchen again, and I felt an excited little rush in both heads as I stood up. I had a good buzz on now I took my shirt off wanting now to put my hard 9 incher on display. It was tenting. We found one that would match perfectly. Well, Britt and Clarence did. I’m not good enough with colors to have an opinion. When we got in the car, Britt said, “It’s nice to find something you don’t do well.” She hugged my neck and kissed my cheek as I started the car. We went home and went through the, now, standard end of day process.The next day, we picked up the altered tux, new cummerbund, and necktie. There was a shirt in the package, too. Clarence said, that it was all no charge. I. One of them couldn’t stop himself from reaching down the front of his pants and stroking himself in time with our fucking. Another man had his hand pressed against the window as he watched, as if he could get closer to you that way.You raised and lowered yourself off and on my cock, slowly at first, so everyone could see the shaft coated with your juices. So they could see your lips grip me on every up stroke. But your hunger got the better of you and you started slamming up and down on my.