If I bent my arms the sleeves of the suit crinkled and wrinkledstiffly, but when I straightened my arm the cloth fell back into asmooth, neatly crease... tube. I wore a tight starchy white shirtwith a flowery bowtie my aunt had chosen. The tie and the thickcollar dug uncomfortably into the front of my throat. I felt out of place, as emotionaly removed from the impendingceremony as I would have been at a funeral for a perfect stranger'sdead dog. I climbed the front marble steps and entered the. That did it, he did another first in my life. He slapped me across my face. I was shocked, scared, ashamed, but I had a strange feeling that scared me even more. I wanted him to make love to me all night. We spent the next several hours talking, crying and him yelling at me. After all of that we just fell into each others arms a fell asleep together. It was about 1am when I felt like I was floating. I opened my eyes and "HE" was carrying me to I did not know were. We got to the top of. He parted her and his tongue reached for the tiny bud. It wasn’t as tiny as it had been a few minutes earlier. His finger slid in forcefully eliciting a sharp gasp. He circled with his tongue, caressing and sucking her clit over and over. She came with a rush, surprising herself as much as him. It usually took a long time for her to reach orgasm. He continued until she grabbed his ears and pulled him up, face to face.She wanted him. Oh, how she wanted him. Frantically pulling off his shorts,. She still had one leg off the bed, but was now lifting her body slightly off the bed. Her head leaned back and away and she breathed heavily. After about twenty or thirty little gentle circles she took my fingers away and moved them downward to her tight flapped lips and then upward and inside her. Then she took her other hand and began rubbing her ‘clit’. She became very intense with her breathing and then, l felt her, well, her hole, compress around my fingers and then the convulsions.