Of course, his bride looked incredible, but Debbie was something elseagain. She wore pink and her hair was up in a complex hairdo woven withfragrant ...ink roses. A more sensible man would have recognised that thefeelings he was having were wrong, and could spell the doom of thismarriage. A man cannot fall for the bridesmaid on his wedding day, letalone when the bridesmaid was the child of his bride, so many yearsyounger than him.But the truth is he found himself thinking about Debbie all. Puting his head on her naked leg he stared up into her eyes with an inteligent look. and she felt that he would be a great friend. at least until he turned his head and sniffed at her cum filled pussy. rather than pushing him away, she felt so good that she let him take another sniff and was shocked to feel his rough wet tongue on her pussy. now, she did start and try to push him off. he continued to lick though and the sensations were such that after two or three more licks she started to. .. uh more of an allegorical melting skin, not literal.And finally I decided to get down to business. I had short hair, veryshort in fact that it felt nice when I rubbed the back of my head and itwas all sticking up straight and felt soft. I squeezed out a handful ofshampoo and found that might have been too much... The lather was a bittoo intense, and I'm pretty sure I was done in fifteen seconds, what thefuck? A bar of soap, did they still use bars back in the twenty-firstcentury? I. She pushed her tongue into his sucking mouth. He sucked her tongue sensually, pulling her to him by cupping her buttocks. ” Madam, undress for me, I want to see you. You dont know how long I have dreamt of you. You are my dream, take off your clothes, pleaseee!” Looking down, she began to unbutton her silk sari and blouse, exposing a white lace bra, the swell of her breasts above the cups. Her breath was coming in short gasps. She felt the animal rise inside him. She knew he wanted to seduce.