She met Mohammed's parents andlots of other relatives. Of course, her Arabic was still bad, but she hadsome Arabic under her belt. The next day, the... had the wedding. They gaveher a gorgeous wedding gown and lots of jewelry too. Everything, they didfor her, her hair, nail polish, her makeup, etc. It was wonderful. Shelooked at herself in the mirror and she was so amazed. She was an Islamicbride. Of course, she was wearing a niqab but inside of the cloth, she waspretty! They told her. While the pair trudged their way to a taxi stand draggingtheir roller bags behind them, we were met by a driver that Marty hadlined up. I gave the two women a little wave and told them to have agood trip. Jenny was laughing as she pulled me in to the back seat ofthe Rolls. "You are evil Mrs. Quinn-Thompson."The two of us giggled away as we were whisked to our hotel. We haddecided to go all out on the hotel, even though I still tried to fighther over the cost. "It's our honeymoon, besides. I refused Cheryl’s advances and we made our way back down to the living room I had Cheryl get on to the table as I answered the door and led my next guest into the kitchen showing them where they could work. I came back in and climbed onto the other table and our masseuses began the full body massage. My guy was a large black man well built with a nice tight ass and from what I could tell a very large package in the front I couldn't wait to unwrap. Cheryl’s masseuse was a very voluptuous blond. My hands run down her sides into her panties, pushing them down.I kneel before Helen and see her mound is waxed bare. I use my thumbs to part her pussy lips. I turn to Rick. "Look, honey, she has such a pretty pussy. Shall I see if it tastes as good as it looks?”Rick grunts and nods, still stroking his shaft, and I take a long lick along Helen’s wet slit. She tastes sweet and I go back for more and more. She is moaning and holding onto my head pressing her pussy onto my tongue. I tug her clit.