I knew she was thinking about something she didn’t have, needed, or just hoped for concerning our ceremony. “I need a dress but I’m penniless, M...rk. I can’t even afford to have my hair done. I’m afraid the people here will laugh at me trying to get married looking like I just came don off the mountain.”I took her in my arms. “My darling, haven’t you heard? You’re marrying a wealthy man which makes you rich. If we started not it would be hard to spend all of it before we die. What’s mine is. I turned my body towards her, and we moved closer to each other. I gave her a very passionate kiss, and I felt how her breasts touched mine. While we were kissing, she put her right leg over my body. Strangely enough, this was all what we did. We just enjoyed the exchange of warmth from our bodies and those little kisses that we gave each other.After we were done kissing, I looked in her eyes and asked, "Did you have a good night?" Uh huh," she said a little dreamy. I wasn't sure, but it almost. Special thanks to SlySubmissive for the editing assistance. Also, this is just the beginning between Craig and Moira, not the end of their story, so there’s more to come. Enjoy! * I felt much less drained this Saturday than I had last week, with no alcohol-fueled romp from which to recover. My foot felt well enough both to fit into and tolerate a shoe, so I slipped free from Moira, threw on some clothes and made a quick trip to a bakery down the street. Croissants and muffins in hand, I. The guys and Maria reached the blanket, and they forced her down on her back."Okay, boys let's get her ready for Tom!" Yells Chris, and the four guys hungrily and savagely attack the sexy fifteen year old."Ahhhhhhhh Nooooo!" Maria screams as the four at once pounce on her small prone body.Maria is down on her back, the four guys holding her down as they fondle her luscious body. Her head shakes back and forth as she cries at the assault.Chris grabs at her right tit, squeezing it, and then he.