People were wearing funny hats, carrying souvenirs, and freezing there asses off. It was one of the coldest days in several years.I walked behind a wo...an that apparently had not read the weather forecast. She was wearing a light jacket, a short miniskirt, and she was wearing high heels.At a street corner I got up next to her and asked, “What’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?”She turned toward me shivering noticeably and replied, “Fuck if I know. Pardon my French.”I smiled and. None came.She kept me like that, pressed helplessly underneath her. I felt like a small animal trapped under the fierce talons of a predator. Deftly, she removed her underwear and brought it up between our faces.The fine material had a bouquet so sexy, I couldn't believe it. I felt its warmth as Mistress pressed it against my nose and mouth. The pheromones flooding into my head made me dizzy. I almost felt high from the erotic fumes dazzling my senses.My lips quivered as they caressed some of. I also learned that Jason's father had paid for a one night stay at the Hilton, in the honeymoon suite. It was there that the fun began. All of our days of waiting and 'saving' ourselves for marriage were now behind us. Now, whatever we wanted to do or experiment with, we did, and we did in abundance! When we opened the door to our room, we were instantly in awe. The room had a four-post bed with mirrors on the ceiling! There were also mirrors everywhere. I guess they wanted you to know. She could feel the molten cream overflowing her cunt and gushing down the crack of her ass."Ooooooo, shit, it's good," she gurgled, "so fuckin' good."Ben's fatherly reaction to that remark was the urge to spank her for swearing. That was what he'd always done before. He never had tolerated naughty language or behavior from his daughter. But the situation was a little dIfferent now. Never before had he had his, face between her legs and his tongue on her clit. This just didn't seem like the time.