My
Perfect Bride
As
we waltzed around the bed, our day having gone absolutely perfectly,
I stared into Terri's eyes and smiled.
“So
how does it feel, babe?” I asked, as I spun her around
effortlessly.
“How
does what feel?”
“To
be Mrs. Williams.”
“It's
going to be strange, but I'll get used to it,” Terri replied,
leaning forward and placing her lips against mine, fleetingly.
Sliding
my hand down her back I let it come to rest on her perfect ass, and
gave it a little squeeze.
“I
couldn't believe it when he said I now pronounce you husband and
wife,” I told her, leaning in and kissing her back.
“I
know what you mean, it sent shivers down my spine as well,” Terri
replied.
“Mr
and Mrs Williams,” I whispered, before dropping my hand a little
further, and scooping her off her feet.
“What
are you doing?” Terri gasped, as I turned to the bed and placed her
down gently.
Instead
of answering her I placed my hands on her corset and pulled it down,
over her full, firm, breasts, lowered my head and flicked my tongue
across her rapidly hardening nipples.
Terri
gasped, and squirmed, under my touch, lifting her breasts to my
mouth. As she did I slowly ran my hand down over her stomach,
stopping when I finally reached her crotch. As I continued to suck
and lick each nipple in turn Terri lifted her ass and slowly pulled
her wedding dress up, just far enough for me to get my hand
underneath.
Slowly
I ran my fingers over her lace stockings and up her thigh, Terri
moaning softly as I did, until I felt the lace of her panties.
Running my over her crotch slowly I eventually slipped my fingers in
to the top of her panties, before wrapping my hand around her thick,
hard, cock.
©JSMorbius
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