We didn’t talk about this, but I suspect that’s what she was thinking about. If I sucked her pussy, before I kissed her I wiped my mouth off on th... sheets.Yeah, I actually thought that would remove both her scent and taste completely. And I had no idea that she’d tasted her own fingers after rubbing off, way back when she was twelve. I guess that’s not the kind of thing you tell your lover about.Anyway, it was actually kind of anticlimactic. She jerked on me, and sucked the tip, and I told her. " It's not that soon, baby," he said gently. "I'm twenty-four and you're a junior in college." I know, I know. It's just that this is so unexpected. I mean you're going to be married in nine days." She paused. "Hey, don't get me wrong. You know I wish you all the happiness in the world. And I understand, really I do. It'll just take me a few moments to get this straight in my head."He hugged her, holding her closely. She wasn't taking it as hard as he had expected."Look, I just realized I must. It was quickly discarded onto a chair in the corner of the room. After failing, due to his blood-engorged excitement, to pull down his jeans with her teeth, she deftly worked the belt buckle and unfastened the button holding up his jeans.He started to help, but she slapped his hands. “No fair! I wanna open my pwesent,” she pouted like a young girl. She then brought her hands his waist and pulled the jeans down his legs. She hurried back onto the bed while Tim pulled his legs out of the jeans. I put them on and was looking for a shirt when I heard someone gasp. I turned to see face in the doorway and immediately covered my wet breasts. He laughed and walked over to his closet pulling out a white t-shirt and tossing it over. He made this big show of covering his eyes as I put the shirt on. The material of the clothes clung to my wet body and I could see in the mirror that the shirt was becoming damp from my hair and body and was easily transparent; my nipples visible and poking.