The following morning, Roger’s comm signal awakened him. He eased Yamina’s arm off his chest, and turned to pick it up. “This is Roger.”“We�...�re ready for you at the landing strip,” Rita Johanovich told him. “It’s three hours after sunrise,” she added diplomatically.“Uh, okay.” Roger struggled to sit up. “We’ll be there in twenty minutes.” He ended the call and turned to Yamina. Her cinnamon skin contrasted with his paleness, and he simply looked at her for a moment. “Yamina, honey.” He caressed. The minister stood up by the head table and motioned everyone to be quiet for a brief prayer for the bridal couples. After the prayer, the wedding party began eating, as did the guests. An hour later, everyone was ready for the dancing to begin.Andy spoke to Joey, his DJ friend, to let him know what song was to be used for the first dance. He had talked to Jack about it and they had settled on "Everything I Do (I Do For You)" by Bryan Adams. So DJ Joey started the song as Andy and Jack led. I know it is weird for me to think like this, but deep down I know all of these guys can never fuck her like I do and please her in every way possible!' He thought as he stares at her astonishing fully-shaven sweet haven.Natasha smiles at him before Alan pushes her back onto the couch softly, forcing her to rest face upwards. He then gives her a soft-pillow to rest her head on as her jet-black hair glides over the pillow and on their leather sofa, as suddenly a flash of sheet lightning. And instinctively my hands went towards her breasts, slowly, gliding down from her face to shoulder, sliding to the soft mound of her breasts. Slowly, the fingers climbed up the hill and touched her hard nipple. She wasn’t wearing a bra and as soon as I touched her nipple, she let out a soft moan. I could feel her heartbeats.All this time she never let go of my penis and kept stroking it.Meanwhile, I was busy kissing, sucking her lips and tongue and my hands were busy with her breasts.Time to.