Holding her with one hand, Brad unzipped his own suit with the other. He didn’t need to take it all off, just enough to allow his throbbing manhood ...o escape into the cool air of the cabin. Lisa meanwhile pulled the two halves of her suit open, revealing her amazing boobs and then inched the silver grey fabric down. Brad groaned as he slipped his hand down her front and found her soaking wet pussy. Maybe it was the absence of the Earth’s pull, maybe it was the situation - but Lisa was dripping. .. knock you on... your ass..." she grunted. "If I do... it's going to... drive your... cock... right through the... top of my head!" Or break the son of a bitch off!" he retorted."Oh! Oh!" Her increased force had sent new waves of excitement over her and she felt herself blasting into orgasm. Her vaginal spasms seized her in distinct pulses, wave following wave with a deliberate, majestic rhythm. With each fierce clenching of her cunt on the hard cock, her belly muscles jerked taut and her. Shortly, I felt life in my pecker. Bettina writhed her hips against me and then put her glorious breasts on my chest. I remembered last time that I couldn't come in the condom. I decided to treat it like she wasn't hot enough.I put on the condom and thrust inside her. She was hot and wet and went ballistic after about six pokes. I gave her a second spasm and then rolled off her on my back."Jesus, Frank, what does It take?" I don't know. You guys are champions. I think I'm afraid that I like you. I couldn’t even make eye contact with any of them when I’d see them during the weeks leading up to the wedding. I spent a lot of time avoiding them because I was afraid I’d have to talk to them about it. Ironically though, on the day we got married, I wasn’t nervous at all, just eager to get started. I swear my pussy had never been wetter.After the reception, I went home by myself. Roy was with the guys. I showered, deuced, masturbated, and got dressed back in my wedding gown. We had decided.