. That sounds like a giddy moron. I'm not like that at all. I'm sane. I think I'm sane. I think Chuck is sane. But three days! Friday I met him. We'll...be married on this Thursday, and the world is full of people who think that's just crazy, but we're both stone cold sober and we're both adults, and we mutually agreed to this, so why not?We got the license. Went home. Made love. LOVE! Not sex. I've matured enough to know the difference now. We made love. I was properly cuddled and kissed and. We deeply kissed each other for about 20 minutes. I took her lower lip in my mouth and started sucking them. Then she did the same.Our tongues were into each other and our saliva was mixing each other. I laid her on the sofa and we both continued kissing each other. I took my left hand and started exploring her boobs. We broke our kiss after 15 minutes to catch some breath.Lust was fully visible in our eyes and we both were looking in each other eyes then I put my hands inside her blouse and. Lane removed his thumb and replaced it with his cock. He pushed the cock head in. Jeremy growled from the sudden sharp feeling. Lane was big; the feeling was definitely tight, but Jeremy was very receptive to Lane’s entry. In a way, he loved it. He loved how it felt, feeling another man’s cock pushing inside his ass, especially when he was inside Fiona’s beautiful ass. The feeling of Lane’s penetration left a sweet swell in his balls. Jeremy loved the nice pressure it left in him, and the way. The thong string disappearing into the cheeks of the crevices of that most secret place. She let her hands run up the sides of her legs, then she stood up straight....still looking over her shoulder....watching...him...watching...her. With one arm crossing her chest and one arm crossing her thighs, she slowly turned around. McPeevie was clearly perspiring, and looked very uncomfortable in his suit and tie. His face was pink, and he was fidgeting badly. His breathing was fast and she hoped he'd.