Looking past your flaws, you do have to admit you are pretty good looking. Although no woman ever looks in the mirror and sees perfection, you are hap...y with what you have been given. You pull your dark brown hair back into a ponytail. Normally you keep your hair about shoulder length, but right now it is a little longer because you were terrified with the idea of getting a bad hair cut before the wedding. Your face is smooth and soft from the heat and moisture of the shower. You wipe the steam. I guided the tip of my cock in about an inch, grabbed her legs to hold her steady and with one massive push I blew through her hymen and only stopped when I felt my balls slap her ass. Damn she was tight but just as I expected, she was so wet I slid right in. I began making comparisons. Emily’s pussy was tight too but this was different. Jan was hotter and her juices seemed silkier. Emily’s cunt muscles pulsed while Jan’s seemed to contract until the walls of her pussy conformed perfectly to my. Fortunately, a search of the staterooms on my prize yielded an unexpected treat in the form of a French-speaking school mistress and a half-dozen little flowers certain to be virgins if not close to it. Apparently, they were scheduled to go to a special school in Europe to prepare them for marriage to wealthy landowners in the Sugar Islands.They were all over the age of sixteen and still had that blush of inexperience that would make them most valuable in the proper circles. I could tell the. He opened the door, and saw a lovely girl, dressed in a pink dress, and matching shoes, she was only about 5ft tall, had a Goldilocks look, and was chewing a gum. ‘Hello dear, are you lost?’ he asked the little girl. ‘Hi there mister. No, no. My mum told me to wait for her right here. She’s just down the hall.’ she said in a very relaxed way. ‘Oh, okay. But you knocked on my door, right?’ he was confused. ‘Yeah. I wanted to know, who answered.’ she said amused. ‘Ahhh, ok then. Well let’s.