After being pampered for an hour with Anne directing the staff, Di could barely believe the results. Her short, straight hair was now a gorgeous pixie...cut with bangs that hung artfully across her brow. Her nails gleamed a deep red and the skillful application of body makeup smoothed away the mottled scars on her feet and legs.Standing in the dressing room and looking at herself in the mirror, Di covered her mouth and wept. The white dress was perfect. It hugged her body like a second skin until. I separated her lips and rubbed the edges of both, marveling in her beauty. I gently kissed her open pussy, and parted her lips slightly and ran the tip of my tongue up her slit. She tasted very sweet, like nothing Id ever tasted in my life. I ran the flat of my tongue all over her mound, she could barely take it. She was moaning more now, and louder, occasionally saying oh Corey, and oh that feels so good. I separated her lips and explored her insides, digging into her hole like it was a gold. I caress Alia’s face, her shoulders, her arms, her back and kiss her passionately. Our tongues play like a carrousel. With a quick move I take off my shirt and bra and feel Alia’s hands cautiously fondling my breasts as if she doesn’t know whether it’s allowed. Her hands are warm and soft. Her touches stimulate me and I lay down on my back to enjoy her endearment. I close my eyes. Her hands slowly move downwards while she’s still kissing me. They find the way under my skirt, pushes my panties. I could not take it anymore. I jumped and he took me into his lap, his strong muscles around my slender waist and my legs tucking him tight. “Take me, Lord!” I screamed.He threw me on the bed and himself jumped in. I took his swollen tool and directed it towards my asshole.“No! Wait.” He said. He slid aside the long black shirt I had worn and lowered his face towards my arse.“You need not. That won’t be necessary! We can directly,” he had his tongue licking and teasing my love-hole even before.