“I know the perfect date for our wedding ceremony, the 28th of February. That’s my Grandparents wedding anniversary day and they’ve been married...for sixty-nine years!” Lisa smiled proudly.“Hmm, sixty-nine years certainly is a sexy number. Maybe we can try for that number of years together too! You deserve to have a good honeymoon and yours may end up only being a long weekend somewhere like Toronto.”“That’s fine with me as long as we’re together,” Lisa agreed.“Imagine the comments from our. I could feel their hot eyes on my body and on my boobs. That was also making me hot. I was the only woman among those all guys.The more I thought about being the only female there the more I daydreamed too. I starting thinking about what it would be like to be spread out on the bed in front of all those guys and they lined up, taking me one right after the other and god it made me horny. I was dying to get back in our bedroom and get his hard cock inside of me, as soon as that party ending I. Her lips were soft, but firm and I don't know whyI did, but I let our lips open as we kissed each other with passion.Our tongues flickered against each other. I was floating. I felt fingers touch my clit and rub it in circles. As I tensed, I thrust my thighs and hips up into the touch to get more of it. I grabbed her butt and squeezed it. I was having an orgasm. I felt my pussy contract and as I clenched my inner muscles they gave way to uncontrollable contractions, each sending shivers of. She slid another finger into me, careful not to rupture my hymen, and then another. It was wonderful. Working in and out, her entire hand covered in my juices, she was fantastic. But then she brought her tongue and let it join in, too. Soon, it was entering me as well when it wasn't on my clit. It was orgasmic. Literally. I had then the most intense orgasm I had ever had. My entire body shook as she smiled above me, pleased with what she'd done, and with my tasty juices falling from her lips..