Before the wedding started, I saw Al, a friends whom I hadn’t seen in several years. We were glad to see one another and began talking and starting ...he process of catching up. A woman walked toward us, and Al said ‘Have you met my wife Rose?’. I had not, and I don’t think I even knew that Al was married, but I was introduced to a nice looking lady with long dark brown hair, perhaps a little nerdy and bookish looking, with stylish glasses. I ended up being seated beside Rose and Al at the. A very sexy red satin and lace pair of boy shorts and matching lacy padded bra caught my eye and I was in love. I put them on and looked in the mirror. OMG! It turned out that the sundress was a bit too sheer to hide the red undies so I went to the closet and found a short red cotton Lycra dress that I pulled on. It was almost too short but it gave me curves that were amazing and I did a little dance in front of the mirror. What else was in the closet? The perfect black clubbing ankle. To me, they are heavenly! My existence now revolves around one thing and one thing only; her sexual satisfaction, things that hurt me, things that make her cum violently and things that make her cum repeatedly! The door knocker thuds hard again but this time much more aggressively as I desperately try to quicken my little steps. Moving awkwardly towards the front door, I am careful not to lose my balance as the heels of my new 8 inch black patent ballerina shoes sound their way along the. She soon reached a loud climax lifting her bottom up off the bed and was excreting more juice than anyone I had ever experienced before. My face was covered with her lovely warm musty juices, up my nose, eyebrows and of course around and in my mouth. How much I swallowed I will never know. She really made the boat rock on its mooring, and also some of the others I expect. Who cares?When the climax subsided I worked my way, kissing up her body paying special attention to those lovely.