’ ‘Ma’am I don’t want to disobey you but I had thoroughly cleaned the floor this morning.’ ‘But I have been walking on the floor everywher... with my sandals.’ I lowered my eyes onto the floor and I felt a bit uncertain and uttered in a weak tone – ‘Ma’am I had licked the soles of your sandal clean of every single speck of dirt with my tongue in the morning when you were having the bath.’ I slowly lifted my eyes to see her reaction. She looked a bit amused and somewhat pleased at the same time.. He reached a hand out and snatched me up by the side of my waist. He held firm as I struggled against him, but he would not let me go. He continued to run his other hand over the jiggling flesh of my breasts as my feistiness took presence in elbowing him in the gut. He grunted then growled low in my ear as his beer gut pushed into my back as he leaned forward, pushing me to bend over the bed while his rough hands grabbed both handfuls of my tender breasts and squeezed. “Why are you being so. I lifted my hands and felt the wool of his jacket that fit over his shoulders and chest perfectly. I felt the soft fabric of his shirt and I felt the warmth of his skin underneath it. Then his hands were on mine and he brought them up to his lips and laid a kiss on each. A small sentiment, but when I looked back at the course of the night, at what we shared, what I gave him and he gave me, those two soft kisses are the sharpest in my mind. He looked down at me, ‘Could it be possible these. .After I had left the bridal suite I had walked around the hotel and found that everybody was gone, and presumed that 'C' had found my children and taken them home. Mister Gabe and my wife were nowhere to be found. I grabbed a cab and headed home myself. I was bushed and at the same time, horny as hell. I had been 'around' sex virtually all day, starting with fucking the bride, followed by Erin's and 'C's blowjob at the hotel, and culminating with my extended stay with Sara in her bridal bed..