She didn’t like any of the commercial lubes and she hated it if he spit on her for lubrication…which she claimed was all unnecessary if he just di... things right …for her…her body would supply any lubrication needed…He on the other hand liked it all a bit messy and loved it when she spit on his cock. They had worked on each position and preferred sequencing…At first he had found the whole thing a bit weird…but came to appreciate her thoughtful approach to sex…He wondered if she had done the same. I minced up the aisle escorted by Melba, who, dressed in a black latex tuxedo, helped me to keep my balance. In front of the assembled guests, Melba presented me to Suzanne.Melba served as the maid-mistress of honor, and when I was asked: "Do you take this woman, Suzanne, to be your owner, master, and co-slave," Melba answered: "She does."The ceremony was repeated for Suzanne. Instead of the usual, my new bride and I exchanged nose rings. After the ceremony, and after being fondled. She squeezes my butt even harder. I take this as a signal and move my hand further down yet, skipping over her mound and squeeze her inner thigh. “Unnngggghhhhh” she moans as her hands move away from my butt and towards the front of my pants. I prop myself up slightly to allow her to undue the button and unzip my pants. Her hand finds my erection immediately and rubs it slightly with the palm of her hand. I hastily pull off my shirt and kick off my shoes. Athena lies there looking up at. ’ ‘It gets me it trouble sometimes when they don’t want to be protected.’ She laughed with me. We reached the straight section of the river. I slowed the boat until we finished our Sweet rolls. I pointed out to her a huge nest in the top of an old dead tree. It was a bald eagle’s nest and the male eagle glared at us until we left. She was grinning. She grabbed my arm, ‘That was so beautiful! Wasn’t he magnificent?’ I pointed back and we watched as the female eagle landed on the nest with a fish.