I pulled the bed sheet and dumped it in the water bucket. Then went back to the bathroom to clean up. I washed my face, my pussy once again and dried ...t up with a towel. Then I returned to the room. Hemant pulled me by my arms and deposited me back on the bed.He kept his one leg above my legs, kept his half tummy on my tummy, and started to kiss me full mouth. He had kept his one hand under my neck and was squeezing my boob with his other hand. He kissed me for a whole fifteen minutes without. It felt great. “Dad, I wanted to tell you that I really loved what we did last time when we masturbated together and you covered me in your cum. I absolutely loved that and I really loved seeing your incredible cock. I want to suck your cock even more now than ever. I guess I should come clean and tell you that I have sucked a few dicks. There are a few guys at school that I suck because I love giving blow jobs and I love the taste of cum. I also found that I don’t seem to have much of a. Our luggage was loaded on one of the golden hotel carts and I adjusted my veil and we walked in. We were not wearing our wedding clothes. My dress was far too lovely to be crammed in our little car for too long. I wore a loose, green dress, instead, that I could easily slip on. Or off, I thought with a naughty smile. Underneath, I was still wearing my lacy, white bridal lingerie. A beautiful demi-bra that cradled my breasts in lacy decadence, the silk panties, trimmed in lace, that molded to. I apologise if I go to much in detail and I know that is not very ladylike,but I know you would be interested.If you have seen one of my earlier blogs you will see I am very particular about things,for example my nylons,panties,thongs etc when they are laundered are sprayed thoroughly with my favourite perfume and sealed in plastic food bags so they are readily fragranced to wear.My office at work is permeated with these aromas and Paul particularly loved it in our fucking(sorry,do you mind me.