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He bent forward as we stared into each others eyes and as his lips met mine with a deep passionate kiss I felt myself melting in his strong arms, it s...emed like several minutes before the kiss ended and I found myself undoing the snap and zipper on his slacks as I knelt in front of him. I pulled down his slacks then his briefs, his still growing cock now released from it’s confines was only inches from my face and in no time was on it’s way down my hungry throat. With my hands on his tight. "Whoa!" He breathed. His legs and back were straining under the effort he'd just put forth trying to impress his young bride. "Ok, whew! We made it in. Where's the bed?" Anxious to get started already?" She cooed. Normally he took his time with her, teasing and tantalizing her. Maybe he wasn't immune to the wedding night jitters and it was making him antsy. Not that she minded, she'd wanted him since she saw him standing at the altar in his tuxedo. She feared God would strike her down for. More

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