"All the guys have all the stories and they all have the woman of their wet dreams," Joe stated as if pronouncing his deepest thoughts. "They tell the...e tales of playmates purloined and pinups petted. But, the truth is that the women in those stories, when they are true at all, are average, bored, drunk women next door. Not the girl next door, but the schoolmarm next door. The young girls are all looking for what you don't got, man. And they are sure to make you pay for the pleasure - money,. With her wealth, she could be very handy. "And amusing, too," he recalled remarking to himself.Now, 3 years later, Justine had become more deadly and more beautiful. Lying uncovered in his bed, Jamal inspected the 5' 7", tanned body of his companion. She looked like a Nefrateti or Cleopatra; darker than the average Caucasian, with dark brown hair streaked with henna. Her round bottom was balanced by her full and shapely breasts, capped by large dark areoles centered with small dark nipples. Her. OK?" Heather and Jake didn't ask me to do this; I followed my instincts. Besides, I took some time off, which is what you should have done when all this happened," Kevin informed her. "I'm not going anywhere, darlin'."She sent him a look that would have cowered most men, then went about arranging her flowers while she ignored him. Well, pretended to ignore him was more apt. Secretly, she noticed every little detail about him, all of the changes the last few years had brought. He looked good.. After hours of dancing and kissing and professing our love to each other Joe and I said goodnight to everyone and headed out to our limo. We were staying at home that night and then leaving for our honeymoon in Aruba the following morning. When we got home Joe carried me over the threshold like a gentleman. He was so romantic. We kissed and were naked in bed for a long time. He gave me several orgasms with his tongue and then finally asked me if I was ready to take his gift. I kissed Joe.