Horny young men would look at a woman's seams and their eyes would follow them up under the skirt hem (in their imaginations) to hidden delights. I di...n't have to use my imagination. It was there right in front of me!One leg dropped from my lap and as I reached under her thigh to haul it back into place across my own thighs I caught sight of the glistening moisture caught in the hair between her buttocks, now opened to my gaze. I ran my fingers along her soaking bottom crack and heard her gasp. "So do you want to ignore this? We can, you know..."Melanie shook her head no. "If it is a trap, and I agree that's very likely, you still have to admire the artistry... Trap or no trap, this will be in my thoughts..."I stroked my bride's hair, caressing her ear with my fingertips. "Melanie... The Allagash can wait. If you want, how about after the wedding, we drive out to Illinois instead?"Melanie was silent a long time and finally nodded. "Thanks Eric. I'll write to my parents, and Patty.. Her eyebrows furrowed and she intently concentrated on fitting it inside her. All of a sudden the vibration sound got softer and muffled.“Is it inside you,” I asked excitedly already knowing the answer. Her eyes closed, “Mmmm.”“How does it feel?”“So good, honey. I feel so full. Ungh. Oh my god. It’s such a good one. It moves around inside of me. It feels like I’m getting fucked by a large thick cock.”“Honey. Darnell is a very nice man. He asked me all about our relationship. I told him how much. As I brought her the glass I stared at her lean body while she lowered herself into the tub. I approached her with a racing heart and throbbing cock. She extended her arm to grab the glass and the back of her hand caressed my cock briefly. My biggest desire was finally in front of me but I could not act on it. She lay thre in the tub with her legs slightly spread as if offering me the chance to get between them and penetrate her with all my strength.“So...?” she inquired, as though she were.