He was amazed at my beauty as my boobs were very firm and nipples were pointing as if they were waiting to get sucked seeing at my melons his tool rai...ed even more and I noticed it and gave a wicked smile.Without waiting any time he poured oil on my bosoms and navel and started to massage slowly I closed my eyes in pleasure and was enjoying his act slowly he started to squeeze my boobs and wasn’t able to hold my boobs in single hand. He said it is so soft and I feel like squeezing it very hard. Our perp must have carried on where he had left off in the honeymoonsuite, as the groom was wearing a white corset, white hose attached bygarters, lace heels, and makeup, while the bride looked like she had justgrabbed the robe she was wearing.But the perp was no longer in charge.In fact, he was being held by the throat by the groom, who looked veryready to keep squeezing...."Put him down, please," I said,He looked back at me, and I could see both the rage in his eyes and theshakiness in his. ’ I looked at the dark, cloudy sky above us as we strolled down Main Street. The historic brick buildings were overflowing with charming specialty stores and restaurants. When she was in town, Vicky and I had a standing appointment once a week to shop the street and have dinner at Joe’s Restaurant. She frequently went out of the country on business due to her job. Vicky was the smartest, shrewdest person I knew. She was also the prettiest. Sometimes I felt ugly walking next to her and I tried. .the language of love. Dirk turned my head and claimed my mouth with his own, pumping his love inside me from both ends, his other hand still kneading my breasts like wet dough, melting my heart all over his sticky fingers, bringing them to my mouth and replacing his tongue, letting me suck them clean...my heart tasted suspiciously like his cum, more proof that we were destined to be together. He had turned me into nothing more than a willing receptacle for his love, a shapely fuck vase, a cum.