It was a naughty one, he knew. It was a mini brief, narrow in front and at the back. The fabric was very soft, cottony soft and very thin, quite trans...arent. Moreover it was heavily perforated with small holes all over. Ben was embarrassed for a moment. It covered his huge cock but it didn't cover adequately his big balls. The thin transparent fabric and the holes gave quite a view of his cock and balls. It was a bit outsized for him as his mother had it made for his father. This made possible. It transpired we were going back to the Pub where we were staying, which, it 'happened', was only a couple of streets away from the 'happy couples' home! At that stage, I was thinking how 'odd' it was that, apart from the couple who were official witnesses, we were the only guests, and there was no 'proper' reception organised, I was swept along with everyone else, and fifteen minutes later was back in the Pub, ordering a round of drinks!I was joined at the bar by the 'blushing-groom' and I. There was no method to my fictitious persona, but rather I simply improvised with each question. It worked as the bashful woman before me seemed to be enamored by my fabricated character."How are you doing?" I asked in order to break through her shy demeanor.She was taken back by my interest, but caved in by giving me mundane answers to how her day was and how her job was treating her. After a few more short and friendly questions from myself, I had soon unintentionally tapped deep in to her. The hairy husk parted, and my fingers sank into the dank ooze beneath. I massaged her swollen clit.She rolled us over, so that I was half on top, and she moaned as I worked my way down, keeping my hand on her on her pussy, lapping at her neck and chest. One of those log nipples grazed my chin. I caught it in my mouth and sealed my lips around it."Suck it hard," she said. "Bite it. Bite it."I dialed up the pressure between my teeth, and her little tit swelled beneath my palette. I was afraid of.