.Lower belly..Curvy vaginal area bulging like fresh bread..Above all her submission in the process of sex was enchanting..We had enough of sex in the ...ight..Both of us enjoyed the honeymoon..She took bath..Hairs hanging on shoulders..A red bindi on fore head..Looked 100 % loyal wife..Slept by my side..We had sex again..Enjoyable honeymoon…her leg on mine..Head on chest..Hand hanging over my chest..She told..A poor but good boy loves me..Wants to marry..I like him..My parents agree..But I wanted. Beverley removed the briefs from Becca's feet and held them up. After she examined the item, she lowered the panties and rubbed them up against Becca's clit. Becca moaned as Beverley satisfied her with her own cheerleader bloomers. After a few seconds of panty rubbing, Beverley tossed the undergarment aside and lowered her mouth until it was up against Becca's twat. She pressed her lips against Becca's pink lips and began to plant sweet kisses onto them. Becca moaned softly as Beverley. Yeah, I know he tells me stockings are better for a woman equipped with testicles, but I still don't get it. Pantyhose are an expensive, fragile pain in the ass. Literally, sometimes. Socks are so much better, but today was put on the Ritz for the parents' day so I put them on and put my feet into a pair of flats. I draw the line at high heels, no way I'm going to crush my toes and cramp my legs for some jerk's idea of fashion. Besides I'm tall enough without a couple of extra inches under me.. Then I kissed my mother’s. I had my two best girls under my arms. Well, maybe except Lee. But I knew she was safe and well. My Queen would always hold a little piece of me, just because she had saved me. Plus she was an awesome person.“What about Queen Lee? Can she help us?” I asked the others.“No son, wrong sort of Queen. Lee is a decad Queen, and this is a Pix box. Apparently, the Queens of old were a bit fussy about who could fix them. Only an Empress can fix both,” Storm said. He’d startled.