First I fucked her slowly, kissed her and sank my head between her tits. Then I got harder and harder! Without mercy! She caressed my chest and chest ...air while I fucked her. That made me more horny, so I fucked her even harder! She moaned and screamed, I put my hand on her mouth and or kissed her to avoid that neighbors hear us. Eventually she said, "Let's go to our bedroom, my prince." While I fucked her, I asked "our bedroom?" and smiled. "Yes, my boy, now I'm yours, I am your wife," she. You should have seen the faces of the youths in the hotel reception area. I felt nervous, but proud.Didn’t see anything of the Scottish girls but I did see a head looking down on us as we watched the world go by on our balcony (naked) before going out later. Before we did go out that evening Jon used the body paint to give me some knickers. Two little triangles, one at the top of my bum cheeks and the other at the top of my slit. He also painted some knicker elastic on me in the form of a. "Oh I hadn't thought of that daddy, I'll go ask my friends, thanks for your help" I said as I leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek like I normally do, but this time it felt different as I let my lips linger on his skin longer than usual. Brian looked pretty tense as I ran back to my room, and I began to message some of my internet friends what happened. After talking to the they had me convinced that my dad's totally into me. While that should have creeped me out, I could feel my pussy. My party was on a Friday night, the same as Ted's bachelor party. We both figured we would need Saturday to recover for our Sunday afternoon wedding at St. Mark's. St. Mark's is a nice little parochial school where Ted and I went all 13 years.Carla suggested the theme; we all came dressed in our parochial school clothes. Plaid skirt, white blouse, white knee socks, mary janes. Most of us looked pretty good even though a few, including me, had shortened those skirts way beyond what was allowed.