started throwing money at us paying homage to the traditions of an African wedding.
***********
We ate and enjoyed our party. My appetite was fading fast, I wanted Lee. Being the silly woman that I am, my hand unbuckles his pants, pull out that cock, and start to jack his dick with my hands.
He gave me a kiss, leaned back in the chair and let his wife handle her business. I got a thrill looking at his face; the way he licked his pink lips were always a turn on for me. His nectar shot off in my hand. I took it and displayed my nastiness by putting in my wine and drunk his baby batter.
As nasty as it was; that shit turned Lee on, he grabbed my hand; “Forget this shit, party over.”
I look at him bashfully, “what do you mean the party is over?”
“You heard me, come on now!”
He pulled me up from the table and we left our reception unnoticed without a trace. I know this is messed up but hey, at least they had a good old spanking time on us.
We hopped into the Limo and made our way home. It was the first day that we would get to live in our new home. What better way to consummate this marriage by christening our mini-mansion.
Chapter 19: Love Me Gently
Lee got out of the pearl, Lincoln Navigator stretch limo, paid the driver, opened my door, grabbed my hand and escorted me out of the car. Het hit the back of the Limo. The driver eased down our driveway. You can hear the cans make noise on the concrete, all the way up the road.
We walked up the stairs, “Honey we’re home!”
My eyes lit up, he unlocked the door. “Yes King we are home.”
My husband picked me up to carry me over the threshold. We kissed all the way up the stairs, with just enough tongue, to penetrate my g-spot. He carried me over the threshold of our master bedroom; gently putting me on my feet.
The small-talk was left behind the curtain at our reception. No more words were spoken into the atmosphere. We already knew what time it was; it was Showtime.
It was our moment. Lee and I promised not to have sex until we got married. Our time was now or never even though we had a couple of forever’s being as one. A moment of truth is about to be revealed, our 2yrs of celibacy comes to an abrupt end.
Lee turned me around, kissed the nape of my neck and whispered into my ear, “I love you Mrs. McPherson.
“I love you too Mr. McPherson.”
He unbuttons all 112 buttons on the back of my wedding gown. Each button he kisses my back sweetly and intense; my moans erupt from my belly like living waters by his splendor caress.
“It feels so good King.”
“Let me love you, enjoy this moment Queen.” He continues to unbutton my gown as well as my nakedness.
My elegant gown hit the ground and I step out of it, realizing my panties are still at the venue. We stare into each other passionately, cried and shared a tight embrace. The embrace had sweet love written all over our hearts.
Lee kissed my belly button. I lightly rubbed his balled head in small circles pushing it down-town. My pussy was so full of wetness, it sounded like black Velcro, as I opened up my meaty lips.
“Good girl,” Lee slurped on my clit hungrily as I was his main coarse meal.
He ate me out so well; my legs shake, knees buckle and I topple over his shoulders. My husband didn’t lose a beat and keeps serving his
***********
We ate and enjoyed our party. My appetite was fading fast, I wanted Lee. Being the silly woman that I am, my hand unbuckles his pants, pull out that cock, and start to jack his dick with my hands.
He gave me a kiss, leaned back in the chair and let his wife handle her business. I got a thrill looking at his face; the way he licked his pink lips were always a turn on for me. His nectar shot off in my hand. I took it and displayed my nastiness by putting in my wine and drunk his baby batter.
As nasty as it was; that shit turned Lee on, he grabbed my hand; “Forget this shit, party over.”
I look at him bashfully, “what do you mean the party is over?”
“You heard me, come on now!”
He pulled me up from the table and we left our reception unnoticed without a trace. I know this is messed up but hey, at least they had a good old spanking time on us.
We hopped into the Limo and made our way home. It was the first day that we would get to live in our new home. What better way to consummate this marriage by christening our mini-mansion.
Chapter 19: Love Me Gently
Lee got out of the pearl, Lincoln Navigator stretch limo, paid the driver, opened my door, grabbed my hand and escorted me out of the car. Het hit the back of the Limo. The driver eased down our driveway. You can hear the cans make noise on the concrete, all the way up the road.
We walked up the stairs, “Honey we’re home!”
My eyes lit up, he unlocked the door. “Yes King we are home.”
My husband picked me up to carry me over the threshold. We kissed all the way up the stairs, with just enough tongue, to penetrate my g-spot. He carried me over the threshold of our master bedroom; gently putting me on my feet.
The small-talk was left behind the curtain at our reception. No more words were spoken into the atmosphere. We already knew what time it was; it was Showtime.
It was our moment. Lee and I promised not to have sex until we got married. Our time was now or never even though we had a couple of forever’s being as one. A moment of truth is about to be revealed, our 2yrs of celibacy comes to an abrupt end.
Lee turned me around, kissed the nape of my neck and whispered into my ear, “I love you Mrs. McPherson.
“I love you too Mr. McPherson.”
He unbuttons all 112 buttons on the back of my wedding gown. Each button he kisses my back sweetly and intense; my moans erupt from my belly like living waters by his splendor caress.
“It feels so good King.”
“Let me love you, enjoy this moment Queen.” He continues to unbutton my gown as well as my nakedness.
My elegant gown hit the ground and I step out of it, realizing my panties are still at the venue. We stare into each other passionately, cried and shared a tight embrace. The embrace had sweet love written all over our hearts.
Lee kissed my belly button. I lightly rubbed his balled head in small circles pushing it down-town. My pussy was so full of wetness, it sounded like black Velcro, as I opened up my meaty lips.
“Good girl,” Lee slurped on my clit hungrily as I was his main coarse meal.
He ate me out so well; my legs shake, knees buckle and I topple over his shoulders. My husband didn’t lose a beat and keeps serving his
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