"Babe, you're so wet!" He pulled my leggings off, and rested my legs on his shoulders. "You smell good." He pulled off my undies, my shaved pussy in f...ont of him. "I wonder if you taste good." He wrapped his tongue around my clit and sucked. "Oh my God!" I moaned, his tongue twisting, sucking and teasing. "Oh you do taste nice, baby!" He kissed me and I tasted my own wetness. "You ready?" "Uh huh," I murmured. He took his pants and briefs off to reveal a monster cock. At least 11 inches. I. The very public ?wedding night? actually went on for three appalling, humiliating but terribly exciting days and included as highlights: ? A greeting line that was really more of a groping line with the arriving guests invited to scoop her breasts out of her low cut dress and then to tug at Helen?s nipples or to stick their hands through slits in her dress to finger her crotch. ? Everyone writing obscene recollections of Helen?s last year as a teacher in the wedding book. ? Parody wedding. . you've really come around, Nica... you're turning into a real partygirl... just like Lynnie. You don't mind if I stare at your knockers, do ya?" John chuckles and I hear him climbing the stairs to my apartment. "I might want to do more than that, if you're nice. You don't mind do you?" No, not at all!" I cup my mounds on one hand. "The poor things... I've hidden them for so long! I need to make up for the wasted years!" I giggle. "They are E-cups did you know? Guys in college have been trying. It was time for me to make my own way in the world and my chosen field, fashion, yep, fashion, you heard me right. Imagine that conversation with the folks.“Camilla, have you decided on your career path yet? Obviously, academia is not for you, but law or the civil service might be?”“I want to go into fashion, father, high-end fashion.”Maybe if I’d said ‘high-priced escort,’ it would have been better received, but hey it was my life, and I was going to live it my way.A couple of months on from.