." Now I did catch myself, and shut up, though my wide-open eyes had already spoke volumes.Theresa stood looking at me. I wanted to swallow ... anythi...g in fact, but there was nothing too swallow, my mouth had gone completely dry. "You've had thoughts ... about me?" I felt my face suddenly turning scarlet. There was no denying that I had, and I didn't need to say the words to tell her I obviously had been either."How could I not?" I heard myself saying, though it sounded like someone else's. She was writhing on the bed, moaning gently above me, and her movement became more frantic as she reached a peak again and again. Her legs clamped around me, her hands grew more insistent, and her moans became squeals as I continued to arouse her more and more. I was appreciating Iolanthe’s enjoyment. I hadn’t lost the ability to arouse a woman to ecstasy and Iolanthe certainly seemed delighted with my performance. Fairy or not, her wish was being granted. Eventually she tired. Her legs relaxed. Attempting to hold a sense of what she believed was termed 'cultivated composer'.That managed to last until the first few bars of the all too familiar 'Wedding March' began.For the way that her heart leaped in her chest it might well have been 'Toccata en Fugue'.She quickly reminded herself that she was not about to greet some mad doctor or even a disfigured deranged organ playing actor for that mater. This was her wedding day and she was eager to begin.Typically, her father was so nervous he. Sheloved it asking for it harder so i rubbed her till she was close to coming then licked it and her juices exploded into my mouth. i went back to her mouth so she could taste her on juices and she began to strip me off. she licked and kissed my slightly larger breasts. she kissed down my stomach and gently flicked her tongue over my clit. she asked if she could poke me and with how many fingers and i said three. she looked shocked. she continued licking and slowly slid her fingers into my wet.