Mark assured her that he understood and the important thing was that everything worked out well.“If you forgive me, I’ll suck your cock again,” ...he offered. “You can cum in my mouth.”“I forgive you,” he quickly replied as Jen moved her body around to get at his now flaccid cock. She licked it clean, then licked and sucked it until it became erect again. Bobbing her head as she licked and sucked his cock, she gagged when it reached the back of her throat. “Try swallowing,” he suggested. . Tell me how much you want to feel my cock inside you. Beg for it. Tell master how you want to be my little whore. She just kept panting and arching her back, trying so hard to get him. If you want it say it. Before she had time to even comprehend what she was doing the words had escaped her lips. Please let me be your whore. Let me feel your cock. He smiled at her words. Where do you want to feel it? Hmmm? Tell me exactly what you want master to do to you. He teased her, barely touching himself. "Very lucky guy," I whispered in her ear.Then out of my jacket pocket I took my new digital camera, nothing fancy or I wouldn't know how to use the bugger, she didn't move as I put it up to my eye and snapped off a few shots of her reflected in the mirror."Have a nice honeymoon," I said and left her standing naked.Back to the reception a downed a couple of more pints after finding the loo and waited for the last rites. At last the bride appeared and we formed a big circle, she and her new. She turned her back and pretended to look through some boxes while I steadied myself and eased the skin-tight suit over my hips and up over my shoulders. I adjusted the suit to accentuate my breasts before zipping it up. It felt rather comfortable and very sexy.Turning her head, the assistant asked, “I bought you a mirror, are you sure you wouldn’t like a hand with that?”“No....really, I’m fine.”By now she had half turned towards me, catching an eyeful of my tits as she held the mirror waiting.