Be gentle with it.”“Now I want u to lick my pussy. See how it tastes.” I did. All the boys at school had gone on about how it tasted fishy in...a bad way. I didn’t think so, it tasted fine to me, so I liked again. My reward for that was to hear a gentle “Oh” come from my mother. I licked again, and this time I dashed my tongue gently over her clit. My mother fair jumped at the contact. I stopped, worried I had done wrong. But she said “No that was good, carry on.”I did licking and. " How about a cold one?" Watch it, buster, or you'll be changing the sheets." And you'll get an ice-cube." Gotcha!"I cursed as a hot current hit my groin. I loved playing with ice-cubes."Okay! Okay! You win!" I tossed off the covers. "I'll take a damn steamy shower."A few minutes later, standing outside the tub, I stuck my hand under the water before stepping into the rising steam. The spray teased my skin as my mind wandered into a silent fantasy about Melody.I was standing in the history. "That was fantastic," I praised her efforts. The clock on the dashboard read 10:55. Only fifty minutes, I thought but didn't say anything that might destroy the mood."Was it? Was it okay?" Yes, it was. Now let me make you feel good," I said, pushing her onto her back. Gina opened her legs and moaned as I kissed the length of her thighs, the aroma of arousal flooding my nostrils. "This is exceptional," was the only thing she was able to say before I began working on her pussy lips, licking in. "Wedding gifts," he replied. "And before you complain that you didn't bring anything, don't. You know Deni said no gifts, but I'm the boss and I get to violate the rules."Marylee rolled her eyes dramatically. "Know what you're going to say?" I'm going to wing it."The wedding party gathered quickly. The bride was the center of attention in a colorful dress decorated with a vibrant floral pattern. If it hadn't been for the dress, she might have been upstaged by Rowen's glorious kilt and white.