Jose asked Ron, "Are you having a consecrated or regular ceremony?" What's the difference?" Well, in a regular ceremony, it you, a goddess, and some d...zen other couples."In the consecrated version, it just you, your mate, and the goddess in a private ceremony. She blesses and consecrates your union by pleasing the both of you for the whole night."Julie cringed, "you're kidding, right." No, it's a gas!" enthused Erica. "It's said that any consecrated marriage will maintain the goddess' passion. She picked up her drink and started to walk towards the door, heading to the pool, as she looked back, smiled, and said, "Just ask my Uncle John." What!?" I said shocked as she disappeared out the door.Oh my god... she's been with John… he did things with his niece!I grabbed my drink and followed her out to our pool deck. As we removed our cover-ups and positioned our chairs to face the sun, I pressed her, "What did you mean by 'Just ask my Uncle John?' Has he done stuff to you?"She smirked,. We laid down in the bed for a while before she went to take a shower. In the meanwhile I called for room service to send up some food before we would go out for the night.I got up to clear away some luggage from the table that was right in front of the bathroom door, which Natasha had left open. Inside you could clearly make out her naked body behind a slightly frosted glass shower door. All of her curves, including her nipples were visible through the shower door. I was standing there admiring. He squirmed and moaned, begging her to stop, until he almost cried and was trying to pull away... Then she stopped...She backed away, and just stood there and watched him trying pull himself together. Watched him breathe heavily, getting more and more in control of himself.She picked up the spray bottle and misted him with the cool water, watching him shiver from it, but knowing it felt good. Then she reached down and undid the cuffs from his ankles and wrists, helped him pull his hands.