His crisp brown eyes instantly read through my transparent expression, chuckling, he slowly lowered his head uttering“I won’t keep your body waiti...g any longer Anna.” Lips met with my stomach, leaving the feel of unbearable heat, as they slowly moved towards my rapidly moving breasts. Jeremy’s tongue slowly licked my nipple and I instantly moaned in ecstasy. “So sensitive,” he whispered, a grin spreading over his face. This further encouraged him to slowly bite down onto my pink nipple and suck. It won't jinx anything, we're in here sweetheart,” I said. Then John came in and saw me in the wedding dress. He just smiled at me, I thought he was about to go blind from eyeballing me in that dress. “Holy fucking shit my lady. I'm sorry for the language,” John said. “We don't fucking care about that shit, do we Jeanette?” Christina asked. “Hell fucking no, we don't fucking give a shit dad,” Jeanette replied. “OK then, wow Callie. You are bar none the most beautiful woman on the planet,” John. She squirmed a bit at the action and her pressed her face harder into the brick wall causing her to whimper. Undeterred his hand slipped underneath the cover of her soft cotton panties, curving over her softly furred mound to find her warm, wet slit. With a broad finger he traced it down to her entrance and back up again to slowly circle the sensitive nub at the top. She whimpered at this and tensed but he seemed too preoccupied to remind her of her complete subdual. She felt herself growing. Was I really ready to do this? To undress in public? What would it make me? It didn’t bear thinking about. Last chance to back out, to call his bluff. But a look into his eyes convinced me he was telling the truth, and I knew it would ultimately be worth my while, whatever the short term cost. My pussy leaked a little to offer substantiation, staining the underwear I was about to remove, so I solidified the plan: the quick approach. I inhaled deeply and in a flurry, yanked my panties down,.