The look of desire in Taisha’s eyes told him all he needed to know. He undressed her slowly, carefully removing each article of her clothing, leav...ng her only in her delicate waist beads that accentuated her tummy, hips, and adorable belly button. She smelled delicious: like a combination of feminine arousal and patchouli. Beautiful, brown, and bare, he took every delicious inch of her body in, savoring her with his eyes. He stood at the foot of the bed for the last time for the evening. When Stan did come home he just rolled on top of her and as she spread her legs for him he shove his cock into her and shot quickly. Leaving her unsatisfied. For some reason, one afternoon whilst Stan was away she had been daydreaming about sex and more so she was dreaming about the incident with the bull she had watched some years ago. She was so hot and horny that her pussy and not her mind was controlling her thoughts. She had to get relief somehow and she had to get it fast. Her panties. Darling, I want to be the first man to fuck you on your wedding day. I want mine to be the first cock thrusting deep inside the new Mrs Erica Laughton.” His hand, she noticed, was stroking leisurely up and down the crotch of his trousers. “And if I don’t get my way, then the version of the movie you’ve just witnessed will be the one that gets screened this evening.” He was rubbing himself more smoothly now, and dimensions that alarmed her were making themselves apparent beneath the fabric.. “Mom”, she told her mother. “Daddy likes it when you are sexy. When you finish your shower, he wants you to wear your black lace peignoir to breakfast and there is no need to close the front. He likes to see your wonderful boobs being showcased by the built in support and to see your pussy flash when you walk.”“Yes, Dear. Why are you naked?”“Because Daddy likes it when I am completely naked.”“Oh. Ok, Dear, let’s go down for breakfast.”To say that Mark was stunned when his lovely bride came to.