My hand reached her pussy and it was dripping wet. Now with one hand I was squeezing her right boob and my other hand was massaging her pussy inside h...r hot pants and I was kissing her lips and her hands were on my head. I started feeling pressure on my head and she was virtually melting in my grip and started moaning hard. I knew she was nearing her orgasm as she started shivering.I increased by the movement of my hand on her wet pussy and my rough finger was making her crazy. I kept shifting. It felt like he talked forever. I didn't deny that marriage was a wonderful thing for most people but it wasn't my thing. My desire was college cunt and marriage had no part in that.At last they got to the formalities. They exchanged vows. They were traditional vows and I couldn't help but smile when she said, "forsake all others". She had my cock so often it would take her time to get used to Justin's dick inside her cunt.They exchanged rings, the preacher declared they were married, and then. ”“I’m good with that,” Peter said. “How about you, Mrs. Thomas?”“Peter, later tonight after dinner, you have a date,” my wife said.A few minutes later Mrs. Chapman said. “Come on Hubbie, fuck me ... fuck me hard.”Instead of being voyeurs, I pulled out of my wife and we went to the shower. We had some fun, I sucked on her bounteous nipples enjoying it a lot.“Careful, Michael. I know you can’t wait to play with her bazookas, but wait until later, please?”“Sorry, wife...”We finished, dressed and. She'd survived making it aboard the Silvana with far fewer injuries that she'd expected.She wasn't dead, which is what she'd expected.But when she touched the black side of the Warlock, she could taste the ash in her mouth, and it wasn't from the remnants of the fire.Grimly she hefted the pry bar in her hand and went back to work, prying open all the metal panels that had partially welded in their slots because of the fire and the slide across the docking bay floor. It was a grueling job.