She moaned and moved a hand to her crotch, pulling back her pubic hair to expose and massage her swollen clitoris. I pinched that nipple, then leaned ...ver her to suck the other one, pinning her hand between us – her left hand, the one with her ring, which dug into my abdomen. I lunged harder, making the legs of the desk scoot and scrape on the floor again.Standing up straighter, more controlled at this point, I looked down between her smooth, toned thighs, my well-lubricated cock moving in and. She seemed well fucked (later, I realized she had more sex than me at that point, I felt a little bad that she was fucking others when going around with me, maybe I was too slow?). but at that point, I didn’t care. The animal in me was out.I tasted her outer lips and moved my tongue to pierce her. Eating girl out was one of my guilty pleasures and I had gotten good at it over the years. A few rounds of lapping and she started leaking again and the slut just pushed my face into her pussy. I got. She looked a little guilty. I told her it was a musician problem and she let it go.I had been plotting revenge. Cruel, nasty, over the top punishment. But as I thought about it I decided the best way to handle it was musically. It was what I did, who I was. All I had to do was hold on for two more weeks. Besides, an old man once told me getting revenge is a lot like wrestling with a pig. You both get covered in mud and shit, and the pig likes it.But it was still gonna be cruel and nasty.During. "And you, my Husband, are the most handsome man in the world." Well, I doubt that, but if you think so, I'm happy," Frank chuckled.A little later, Frank whispered in his new wife's ear, "Shall we go see to our guests, so we can get that behind us." Then get to the important stuff," Margaret teased."Exactly," Frank laughed, grabbing her hand and starting for the door.Margaret took Tina's hand as they went by."But ... but what will people think?" Tina whispered as the three walked arm-in-arm down.