Wedding Night – Olive and Liam

His little balls could be seen as pale shadows inside the sheer panties. There was no dark hair to obscure the view, Olive was hairless. His master had shaved him once again just before Olive had started to get ready for this special night.

The thin garters on his thighs as well as his fingernails and toenails were the same lovely shade of pink. He looked like a delicious pink and white dessert. Just yummy!

He was wearing a small part of his wedding gown… the veil. It was hung from a beautiful diamond comb on the top of his long dark hair. There was one ultra-sheer layer that surrounded his face and reached his chin. It framed but did not hide any of his beautiful facial features. He felt like he was inside a cloud. He felt like an angel. He was! The rest of the dress was packed away for the trip. He was going to be such a beautiful bride tomorrow.

Olive turned to the side to check out his figure in the mirror. His bottom had the most wonderful shape. His butt was so firm that he could barely get the cheeks to open enough for Liam’s fingers and tongue. Tonight his special little hole would have to open wide. Olive was not going to be a virgin for much longer. He knew that his master would take his time and be very gentle with him… as always. Even knowing this, he was still nervous. He shivered and goosebumps traveled up his legs and across his belly. He hiccupped anxiously several times making his dainty penis bounce each time. The lacy bow tied on it looked like it was a flag-waving its surrender.