It was about to get a lot less comfortable.I had decided to take I-75 north to I-80, instead of going back on I-70, because I didn't want to have to d...al with rush hour traffic in Indianapolis. I had been this way on this case before, and I knew that you could take Highway 33 from Wapakoneta northwest through Decatur to Fort Wayne, which was a shortcut, since I-75 fades way east before you get to I-80.We were about ten miles away from Wapakoneta when she turned to me."You've spent a lot of time. ” I began to lick her anus like there was no better thing in the world. She gave the sunsilk shampoo from the open shelf and gave it to me. I scooped quite a quantity and lathered it in her asshole. Now her asshole smelled gr8 and the gateway from her ass crack to her shithole became loose and soft. I pushed my finger in and began to dig it. I licked her cunt and chewed on her clit while I explored her anus.“Oh boy, you are naughty… yeaaahhhhhhhha she moaned. I inserted two fingers slowly and. " Ayeka mused, eyeing him curiously."Surely both the bride and the groom should spend as much time together as possible before hand?"She paused actually coming to a halt. Taking a moment to glance down at where her small hand all but vanished into his larger yet ever so gentle grip.Smiling at the simple pleasure of something which only twenty-four hours ago had been all but impossible. Yet now felt so natural."How else would they be able to confer over any small details that might crop up. She told me that she noticed when I turned over that I was always flaccid unlike most male clients and thought maybe there was a problem and that was the reason. She also mentioned that there was a massage technique for an enlarged prostate and I should talk to my doctor about it. If I got a script for it she could do it for me. I had no idea what a prostate massage entailed but I figured, what the hell, I had come to like massages so much I'll take ANY massage. I told her I would not be able.