’ Matt didn’t think she looked messy, but he didn’t argue. He waited until he heard her bedroom door close, then he quietly slipped up the stair..., got one of his cameras from his room, and eased through the bathroom, intending to snap some pictures of Mary as she changed. When he opened the door, he was startled to find her naked, arms outstretched, lying on the bed. ‘What took you so long?’ she asked. The love-making that followed Matt’s exciting discovery was quick, but sweet. Afterward, they. Oh, god. And more.”“Good. Let’s get you back to my place, now, and get you cleaned up. You look like a whore.”“I feel like one,” I admitted, blushing.We showered, making love under the hot water. Sweet gentle tender love. At least the first time. The second time she took me in her bed, her head between my thighs, mine between hers, fucking each other with our tongues until we came on each other’s faces.And then I slept, spent and content, clinging to her like a life-line, her arms around me,. At that point in time I didn't think I had a chance with her, i was 17 at the time and she was 25.At the wedding i kept staring at her, I tried not too but she was too beautiful, I would purposely stand behind her to get a view of her lovely ass. I then built up the courage and had a chat with her, it was nothing special just about life and stuff and that's when i realized i had absolutely no shot at all. I then started to notice her staring at me but didn't think anything off it so I just. ”“I sure am, a happily married slut! Let’s go, honey, I can hear several cocks calling to my pussy and mouth.”“You sure put him in his place. That was perfect!” Dan complimented, kissing her cheek. She retied the bow barely keeping her dress closed.“His place will likely be between my legs.” They continued to walk hand in hand, Sandra receiving several wolf whistles of appreciation as she searched for a table. “They sure have changed the interior since the last time I was in here. I remember it.