Dena put her arms behind herself and stretched while she flung her hair back. She was a damn good show-off and she knew it. “We gotta stop,” I s...id. “They’ll be back soon and we have dishes to do.” Instead of responding, Dena looked down at the bulge in my shorts and traced her tongue along her lips. She sat up and reached for the top button on my shorts. My heart pounded hard and fast; I felt like a teenager on prom night. She unzipped and pulled down my shorts, so I reached down. The boy casually strolled over to my desk, put the telephone on mute and then leaned down and lightly rubbed my cock and whispered in my ear."Looks like you have a pretty nice boner there Mr. Johnson, is that for me?"What the hell was I suppose to say to that? I was sitting in my office in my executive chair with a hard-on ogling a teenage boy, what else would he think? "Uh no... no it isn't I was just daydreaming about..." He interrupted."About me? About what my cock looks and feels like? Do. She had on a dark green velvet dressing robe. The Reverend's eyes lit up as she entered. 'A real beauty, ' he thought. He rose and took her hand and kissed it. Eric smiled at this. He was proud of her and was happy people admired her, not just for her beauty but for the person she was.They all sat down now for a delicious meal. They toasted the prospective bride and groom. The air was filled with love and happiness. They clinked their glasses together and Eric and Franchesca softly kissed.There. I got on the bed behind her. I slowly licked her. From her pussy to her ass. Her pussy was freshly shaved. Just like I liked it. My hands found her butt checks and squeezed as I began to eat her ass out. She moaned and squirmed under me, gasping, and panting as I tongue fucked her. When I felt that her asshole was nice and wet from my saliva, I got up on my knees behind her. I spit on my cock, rubbing it around the head, getting it all wet.I now had the perfect view of her little ass. I grasped.