" The minister chuckled. "Love should never have to remain a dream when it is within reach, my sons." Lizvette reappeared through the front door and v...nished into the dressing room before I could yell, "Slow! Down!"After a few minutes, the girl reappeared from the dressing room. "We are ready father." She dimmed the chapel lights so that only the alter where the minister now stood, and a pathway for the bride to walk, were lit. Organ music began and I noticed behind me a dark woman, of middle. Of course, these journals are just for my private use, but I’m writing them under the assumption that one day I’ll be daft as a brush and in case Edwin wants to know what his dad has been up to. I’ve told you about my father, right? My future is not exactly bright in that regard. And so I write all this down to remember it, to have a reminder of what my life was like. But I won’t really need to remember the location of the induction classes, the names of the instructors, the codes and. It hit me almost immediately, I could smell the sex in the air, that unmistakeable aroma of female lust. She held my legs there for a moment and just stared at my pussy, her face radiated a carnal lust and desire. I have small, light pink pussy lips which get puffy and swollen when aroused. They were swollen now and screaming for some attention. As she lowered her head between my soft thighs, she slowly suckled my lips into her mouth. "Oh fuck, Abbey!" I cried as powerful sensations took over.. When we finally met face to face for the first time, I could sense she was a little nervous, but that would soon be remedied. We sat and watched a dvd together and talked. I couldn't get it out of my head just how hot she was in person, and what would soon be happening.I got up and proceeded to walk into my room and made a motion for her to follow. Once inside the room, I planted one hell of a kiss on her, and she responded by returning the now soaring passion. We had both wanted this, and were.