"Hush!" she growled at me. Her fists were balled up, and I was sure I was about to get pummeled. She saw the terror in my eyes, and it made her smile ...wickedly. She didn't hit me though. She simply marched off home. Nobody saw her again for two days. When Agatha returned, she tried it again and again, growing more exasperated every time I refused her. I felt like some slimy, horrible, monster. I could clearly see the pain I was causing her. And she'd been so nice to me, put up with all my black. He didn’t, he pulled out, a string of saliva still connected my mouth with the head of his cock. He pushed me back, down onto the floor. The floor of the stage. His mouth crushed against mine, his tongue where his cock had so recently been. I felt my legs being spread. Automatically I lifted my hips, and his hard cock was inside me in one thrust, deep all the way in. I gasped. He was bigger than my husband, longer and with a much bigger girth. My cunt stretched to accommodate the larger size.. ’‘Word of advice. Don’t get married,’ Brian laughed ‘You still get to go to parties, but they aren’t as much fun as they were before you got hitched. And it seems as though you spend longer waiting for your wife to get ready than you actually spend at the party.’‘I’ll keep that in mind.’‘Just through here.’ Brian led him into what was obviously a guest bedroom. The dress was laid across a bed lacking sheets, displayed in all its wonder. It was stunning.One glance was all it took for Craig to. Your whole body tenses for a second, then relaxes as you realise it only hurts for a fleeting moment. Now that you have experienced both, I start to drop wax and cold water over your stomach and breasts. Sometimes the drops fall one at a time, and at others two places get covered at the same time. Your back is arched now, your head back, your mouth wide open, as your breath becomes more ragged and your moans and yelp blend into one. As the ice cube becomes too wet and slippery to hold, I lean.