She opened her eyes and found, much to her astonishment, that her angel's eyes were streaming with tears."Angel?" She asked hesitantly. "What is wrong... Was the song a poor choice? Or, was my voice too harsh on your ears from the years of neglect and disuse?" No, child," the angel smiled. "It is simply a joy to hear you sing once more. For a moment, when you sang, I remembered how it felt when I was your Papa. The song was wonderful and your voice heavenly. The feeling is gone now, but I do. I was both excited, and a bit terrified. I mean, I had no “Experience” at all but I had seen lots of porn before marriage.After getting ready for wedding night my relatives took me to the door where my hubby was waiting to start our marriage life.I went inside the room and the door was closed by my relatives.It was hard to be very normal, but I did my best. I was prepared well for what happened next. We glanced at each other longingly and I knew my hubby was nervous too. I felt my husband’s. "The popularity of the film was very largely due to your own all too brief appearance (as well as the photograph of you which appeared prominently on the video package.)"I wonder if you could be persuaded to appear in a follow up production which I plan to launch upon the public in the next few months. If you are interested - and I fervently hope that you are - give me a call at the earliest opportunity"Yours gratefully and sincerely Algernon." Great!" she muttered. "A whole new life stretches. I grazed, licked, sought her clit peeking from its dark hood and she groaned. "Oh Ryan, yes." I lifted a fraction, savouring her lithe, damp form beyond the money stacks, our eyes connecting. She fluttered hers closed as she saw the want in me and I circled her clitoris, languid yet insistent. "Fuck yes." It was the first time I'd heard her swear. But not the last. "Ohhh, make me come, yesssss," she hissed. Introducing a digit to her drooling entrance, I slid inside easily and began sawing.