Both women were shivering as they watched Steve approach. Suddenly, Ashley turned and raced back to the limo, grabbed Steve’s clothes from the trunk... and his shoes from the ground and hurried back. She knelt in front of Steve and held his pants open for him to step into. Steve was a little embarrassed by Ashley’s actions. Dozens of cameras were recording his every move. Not knowing what else to do, Steve quickly stepped into his trousers and took the waistband from Ashley’s hands as she pulled. The other men all laughed and applauded. The five of them really thought that they'd be allowed to change once they got back, but no, it looked like they'd be wearing their dresses all throughout the rose ceremony. They stood around and made embarrassed small talk with the other men. Most of the men couldn't get through a complete conversation with them without laughing. The five of them were unused to high heels, and had to sit a great deal of the time. Then the rose ceremony began. As. His completely covers the head of his cock whereas mine doesn’t quite cover mine. As for size, there isn’t really much difference – maybe half an inch or less, both in length and going around. I think we both got pretty good-sized ones. What I meant by our foreskin is we don’t need nothing to slick our cocks up. We quickly got into it and found out just how much we’re alike in the way we jerk off – and how we differ. We both make noise, and we’re both all over the place. Once, when I was in. Even later Arc Deco too, within reason.Our secret watcher stayed hidden and we didn't notice anyone obviously following us as we drove away. I stopped twice to check behind us for tails, but nothing seemed obvious. Heck, the gang undoubtedly knew where we lived these days ... but perhaps they might not have figured out that we were roughing it with the next door neighbor. Also, they just might not know that Garry was a cop, and since the trouble began he was wearing his own concealed carry.