I fucked her on my lap .. she grabbed my hair … I kissed her again .It ws time .let it go, then I cleaned myself up .. she settled her dress and sta...ted to leave “ lets go before anyone comes here “ I held her hand “ do we need to ? “ “ yes we do “ she smiledSo we went back .. but the whole time we were together .. teasing commenting each other Day 5It was time for the bride to leave and it’s a custom that someone from the bride’s house goes with the bride .. and my mom insisted me to go . " My insides knotted with fear. Was Kevin right? Was I throwing my life away over the foolish words of our order.No. Lady Delilah was right. I had the strength to rise to this challenge. I would slay the dragon. "Great peril awaits you," the priest said. "The noble God Gewin will aide you, as he aides all warriors who seek the toughest foes. Enter. How many priests shall attend your blessing?"I took a deep breath. I would need as many blessings as possible. "Nine." A bold number, even for a. She wrapped her legs around his neck, while he loved and adored her beautiful pussy. Susan would say that her pussy was a beautiful mess once she came. Her husband licked her pussy up and down and all around. Tasting all the sweet and succulent juices that were spilling out of her bald cunt. He then pushed his tongue deep into her cunt and tongue fucked her for a real long time. “Oh God! You’re driving me fucking wild. Please fuck me, Joe!” Susan was begging for his cock, but he would never. It was the worst winter that anyone could remember in the Bradshaw Mountains. Grandpa Flynn said that he found a man froze to death after the first heavy snow storm and all he had with him was a pile of books. Now, books were worth their weight in gold in the late 1800's but the man should have had some food and gear with him too. Grandpa Flynn always shook his head at the stupidity of pilgrims. Grandpa Flynn buried the man and spent the rest of a long cold winter reading those books. One thing.