It came out with force and splashed on her face and breast and all. Totally her dress spoiled with my liquid, she asked me what was that? Why u splash...d liquid on me? How can I go down now? I asked her to use my bathroom and wash her clothes and go. She asked me a big towel to cover her body. I offered her towel and she asked me to wait in next room till she change clothes. Then she came out with towel wrapped on her body and nighty in her hand to wash. She went inside bathroom,washed clothes. She reached down to tangle her hands in Chantal's beautiful, wet red hair as she licked feverishly at her clit and slid her tongue in and out of her pussy. Alexis' eyes were closed tight, mouth open, panting and moaning, crotch slowly grinding on Chantal's mouth. "Oh my god, Chantal, yes! Your tongue feels so fucking good on my clit and in my pussy. Please don't stop, oh fuck don't stop, make me cum, right on your tongue. Fuck me with your awesome tongue, baby, yes!"Chantal stared up at Alexis. “You know mom, I think if you put my cock in your mouth, that would help me a lot more.”“Sure thing sweetie. Anything you want.”Then she brought her mouth closer and closer to the head of my penis. Before she shoved it in, she looked up at me with her sexy eyes and gave me a smile. Then she wrapped her mouth around the tip and slid her mouth down my shaft. The first time, she only made it about half way down my cock and came up needing air. Then she went into turbo mode and began furiously. "I do," the somewhat amused bride answered, trying to keep a straight face. To have a traditional Catholic wedding for an open marriage of a known skirt-chaser and his bisexual bride was just another example of her new husband's quirkiness.It had been his idea, after all. He was a rather indifferent Roman Catholic and their marriage had secret sadomasochistic undertones, but she would never defy her lover/boss/Master over something like this. No, defiance was for more serious matters and BDSM.