I'm a boob man. I usually click on "Big Tits" or "Curvy". Dozens of women of all ages appear. I click on those that intrigue me. The ones with purple ...air, or tattoos, or piercings, I ignore. I really hate skanky.So I'm looking at a woman with her top on. She might be twenty, or she might be fifty. Because she's a woman, she can't seem to point the camera at what we actually want to see, and she thinks we are more interested in her hair or her dancing, or the cushions on the bed, and we are all. That day at night before dinner her mother (my Mami) asked her to fill the jugs with water, which has to be collected from a tube-well nearby & asked me to accompany her. We two went towards the tube-well, it was very dark outside. Tani said that, she’s scared. I told her to stay close. What she did, not only stayed close but held me tight, I felt the firm softness of her right Tit on my left arm. Oh… What a feeling… I went to the seventh heaven… Then I again started talking about what we did. She felt her shorts being ripped of visously, and a tounge lap at her hot clit, she moaned with pleasure. When Kyle returned he nearly choked with shock."mmmm... Kyle baby lap me up..." moaned Kelly, Kyle then relised that she didn't know that Jizz was eating her out! he smacked Jizz and licked her out himself so she wouldn't relise.Kelly cummed all over his face and he licked off what he could reach, Kelly sat up and licked off the rest. Kyle sat back down and held Jizz's collar, trying to. She just wanted to do something special for her best friend. The changes were made and when we left our room, they would move us into the honeymoon suite at no extra charge.The four of us went to one of the wedding chapels. In less than a half hour we were husband and wife. I felt different, a good kind of different. I was now a husband and father. I would have responsibilities for someone beside myself. I also felt needed, wanted and loved. All because of one precious woman, Lisa. After the.