Then he moved his lips from hers to her eyes and then to her ears. He nibbled, then moved to her neck.In no time Kim was writhing on the bed with pass...on. “Fuck me, my darling!” she whispered. “For God’s sake, please fuck your bride!”“Nope,” he replied with Jimmy Stewart taciturnity.Kim’s eyes widened in utter amazement at his response.“But I will make love to my wife, if she asks nicely...”Kim’s eyes widened. “Love me, husband!” she whispered. “Please make me your wife!”“Okay,” he replied,. The repeated thumping of the hard saddle against my crotch stimulated my clit and my imagination. With my legs spread wide apart across the thick body of Max, my stallion, I could close my eyes and imagine the hips of a gorgeous blonde adonis crashing into me. I had a small, but really well developed body, which made grown men look twice and get that look on their face, the one that meant `Boy I'd like to Fuck her!'I was only about five feet tall and kind of skinny, I thought, but my titties. I felt the warm wet tongue swirl around my nipple and her free hand on my other breast, squeezing it. I was about the same size as her, but she could barely fit her hand around it. I felt my shorts being slipped off behind me and a finger near my clit, stroking. I tried to look at Jade, but I couldn’t see with Chelsea keeping me down. “Oh we’re going to have fun with you.” I felt a hand sliding up and down my pussy lips. Jade’s hand was a little cold, but that made it feel even better. I. She was feeling slightly nauseous and debating the possibility of getting off the table without throwing up. She looked into a very hard, very big male chest. Was one of the bouncers throwing her out? And wouldnt that just be the cherry on the cake of a very crappy two weeks? But while the chest in front of her was big, it wasnt the pumped-muscles shed seen walking through the bar, and it wasnt wearing the black shirt with the little logo either. Plus it was all too familiar. She glanced up.