I was content to let his hips do the work for both of us, all the while feeling his cock move slowly in and out of me.So much of the sex that we’d h...d since we met was rough and aggressive. It reminded me of two beasts beating their bodies together in an attempt to achieve release, and I admit I loved that type of sex. Feeling him pound my body until I felt I couldn’t move was intensely erotic. However, I needed this type of sex too, soft, gentle, romantic, passionate, and tender. I needed to. The day of the wedding arrives and I am tingling as I get myself ready. I take extra care getting myself sorted, pulling up my long white socks, ensuring my red flashes are just right, fixing my cuff links, just so, my large belt clasped correctly over my quite dashing kilt. I hesitate, do I do this properly, underwear or not? I decide, it’s quite a nice day, no need to spoil tradition, I grin to myself. I know this delightful young girl will be attending, but I wonder to myself, was it just a. " "Oh, you should, it's like a teenager's, just so tight, so good." She kept moving up and down on me, almost lifting me up off the bed when she went up, it was an awesome fuck and her boobs were firm and nice and full. I couldn't tell if she'd had them done but they sure were nice, especially when she leaned up and dropped a nipple onto my lips to suck. This woman loved sex, that was obvious, and she loved pleasing a man with her body. And I was thrilled to be on the current receiving end of. "Me, I hope?" Linda anxiously asked. They nodded again, more eagerly now. "Goooood," purred Linda. "Well, let's not keep you or me waiting anymore. Here I am." She dropped down onto all fours, proudly displaying herself in her best light--as a bitch in heat.The hung boys moved toward her, their rigid pricks in hand. "How do you want it?" they asked her together."In my cunt. A cock in my cunt," Linda hornily rasped."Which one of us?" Ron asked."Both!" Linda told them without hesitation."Huh?".