“I’ve been wet since L.A.,” she whispered in my ear.Speechless doesn’t begin to describe how I felt at that moment. Eliza kept torturing me, ...wiggling her tiny bum against my throbbing shaft, getting me harder by the second. I hadn’t been so close to cumming in my pants since my junior high school dance. Eliza was grinning at me and continuing the taunting.“Wow,” she whispered, grinding her bum against my cock. “This actually fit in Jesse’s ass? Well, she said it hurt at first. I thought. So I left my room, instantly realizing that I couldn't just keep myhands in my pockets. I had to lock the door. Then I would have to pushthe elevator button. Then I would have to open the door downstairs.Then I would have to get my keys out of my pocket... the list went onand on. But yesterday had been Halloween, so I guess I could play itoff.I don't know if the looks I was getting were actually directed at me orif I was hypersensitive to the stares of others, but I noticed a lot ofpeople. The girls smiled as they took our arms, and together we all stood in front of the vicar, their dresses were quite low cut, and I think both Garry and I had to strain ourselves to look the girls in the eye as we spoke the words."You may kiss the brides." the vicar beamed and everyone clapped as we took him up on his suggestion."You look beautiful," Agnes sniffed, her eyes brimming over and when mum kissed her, she said, "Oh dear," she sniffled, "I think I'm going to cry."We held the reception in. She turned around to close the curtains. I could see her bare back shining with the amazing red and black combination she was wearing.After she closed the curtains, the real atmosphere of the room showed itself. There weren’t too many lights on, but enough to give it a warm yellowish look.She came back and sat at the far end of my couch. Her worried eyes had now turned into hopeful ones. “Shall we begin?” She asked. “Yes,” I said in a confident tone but was anxious inside.She switched on the TV.