Beth has awonderful figure. 36C-23-36, there was no doubt in my mind that herhusband to be was a boob man. Her gown is exquisite. White satin and Iris...lace, it has a sheer top and sleeves. She has to wear three petticoatswith it to make it hang right. A special corset hikes her boobs up,separates them, and makes them swell against the thin material. It made mewish that mine would do that. On the way home Beth got a run down on whathad happened to me."You mean that you don't have a...you take. Her vagina is very good without a single hair and by seeing that I started sucking her vagina by keeping my tongue deep inside. She was moaning heavily ahhhh umm ahhhshh ashok suck it suck it ahhhh umm you are soo good feeling better ummmm suck deep.I continued vigorously and she was jumping on the bed. Finally, she moaned loudly and her hot juices gushed out and I drank everything. She felt satisfied and started to smooch me. She removed my clothes and held my dick kept at her mouth and. A few years ago Chia had gotten in to a fight with Mary about why she should wear dresses, since Chia kept wearing men’s clothes instead. In a fit of rage, Chia had pushed Mary out of the room and locked the door. When she was finally let back inside, all of Chias dresses had had the skirts cut off of them, reducing them to shirts. Mary knew that Chia would just do the same to any new dresses, so she improvised. She got Chia long skirt-like pants. If she stood straight, it looked as if she was. I took the few steps to the bed and dropped her down hard. Her massive udders wobbled as she bounced on the mattress, and I licked my lips in anticipation of what was to come.Taking her by the wrists, I dragged her into the position I had fantasized about for months. Stretched across the bed from one side to the other, her head hanging off the edge. I'd booked a room with a tall bed, specially - spinning a tale about a bad knee to the hotel to get what I wanted. Her head hung down, neck arched,.