In front of the statue was one of the nuns, who, when she stepped away, revealed an unproportionately large phallus jutting straight out from the stat...ues loins. The detail of the wooden carving was simply amazing! The crown was made of a different wood species, complete with a vertical slit where its piss hole would be. The shaft itself had bulging veins carved into its length and its testicles, the size of small oranges, had wrinkles painstakingly carved into each. It was soaked with the oils. I know it wasn’t any big deal for him, Carlton, but the cost of the wedding that he’d arranged in collusion with my now wife ran in the neighborhood of fifteen thousand dollars. My original plan for the wedding and the reception, at a nearby local bistro that had a small but nice meeting hall, was closer to fifteen hundred dollars. But the man did pick up the whole tab and he didn’t even look askance at me after the fact or any of it. I did of course thank him profusely for his largess.But now. The ache in hisgroin reminded him constantly of his manhood. The devils were dancingin his head, playing cruel tricks on him, evoking wicked, disjointedthoughtsin his mind. He had to rest, to sleep, to get back hisequilibrium before Davie came home . . . He ripped off his clothes and flung them onto a chair. He fellinto bed, wincing as his hard, erect cock thudded on the mattress. Hehad some unfinished business down there . . . he couldn't stand theagony any longer. Grabbing his long, beefy. "I lurched to tickle her, but Helen was too nimble and stepped out of theway. "If you're not quick, there won't be time to change for dinner,"Helen warned me."I'd rather miss dinner than show up dressed as a girl." I could carry you." True, but you'd end up sleeping alone." You know I wouldn't do anything to humiliate you. Now let's get youinto this bra."I slipped my arms through the straps and Helen fastened me in. I hopeshe's kind enough to let me out later. I don't think I could manage.