My sister then said “did my pleated skirt feel nice” obviously realizing where my hands were whilst we hugged and kissed and I said “eeerh…. y...s it did, very nice.” She smiled and said “I was hoping you liked it, it feels so lovely to wear with my slip.” “I love the color” she said and I told her so did I. I also told her she never ceases to amaze me with her acute understanding of femininity and sensuality and that she always gets it right. She said she now had every reason to make sure she. We had a fantasy-like honeymoon on an island where I had the black staff set up a vacant suite next to mine which I could sneak into 24/7 and find hung studs to stretch me out. I would literally walk next door and find a roomful of black guys watching porn ready to have a quickie. It was so cute hearing my husband say he wanted to compete with our neighbors who must be honeymooning...he assumed they were when he kept hearing fucking sounds coming from next door...he was so adorable when he. While my body dipped up and down soothingly with the ocean, I watched the waves, powerful creatures. Their curves were so perfect. They stacked themselves high. The face built up. I could feel their angle ever so gently reach the tipping point. From hours of experience in the ocean, their power was palpable in my body memories of being lifted up by waves, pulled, torn, whacked around only for me to emerge victoriously with one hand stretched over head, riding that beast, shooting through the. Good, you’ve a long day ahead of you, one we’ll have you remember a lot more clearly than last night. You’ll drink this now, it’ll clear your head and set you up for what’s to come.’ His startled eyes focused as he felt the bed sink on a plump and mature woman sitting close; her face smiling as a mother would on greeting a child in the morning, but her large breasts with prominent areola were clearly visible below a long purple chiffon gown, her midriff corseted with a shiny latex bodice which.