1. Debt paid off


    Date: 10/9/2014, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: Xx_LoveSlags_xX, Rating: 92, Source: xHamster

    I just got carried away," he replied, setting her down. Winking roguishly at her, he added, "Congratulations on your nuptials, I hope you're happy." He shot me an arrogant smirk then made his way into the clubhouse. It was like we were k**s on the playground and he was stealing my lunch money. It dawned on me that he had gotten as much pleasure from embarrassing me as he had gotten from kissing my bride. Holly darted guilty glances at me as we finished greeting the remaining guests. After the last one had departed, she turned to me and locked her eyes with mine. She planted a reassuring kiss on my lips then said, "I love you." "I wish you hadn't invited him," I whined. "He was my boss. I had to invite him," she defended firmly. Holly had been Andre's paralegal, while I finished my master's degree in computer engineering. "I'll get over it," I chimed with insincerity ringing in my voice. Holly went on verbal offense, "It's because of his recommendation that I have a job waiting in Seattle. And, trust me we're going to need my salary in order to pay off our college debt." Taking my hand, she squeezed it and affirmed, "I love you. I married you, so don't be jealous." Somewhat bolstered, I e****ted my bride into the clubhouse to the applause of our guests. After taking our seats, the wedding feast began. The main course was broiled salmon served with steamed veggies and fried potato croquette. I dismissed all thoughts of Andre as I discussed the future in Seattle with my new ...
    bride. The clinking of glasses erupted. Holly and I kissed. The guests applauded their approval. Under the table, she boldly groped my trousers for my cock. Squeezing it until it hardened, she huskily declared, "The wedding day is for the bride. The wedding night is for the groom." "I can hardly wait," I choked. Pre-cum drooled from my cock. With the wedding feast complete, the best man wished us well with a traditional toast. We cut the wedding cake and fed each other messy morsels of it. After cleaning her face with a napkin, Holly made her way on to the dance floor. She was joined by a giggling gaggle of unwed gals. She tossed her bouquet over her shoulder to a predetermined recipient, a recently engaged friend. My best man produced a chair and my bride took a seat. Blushing from the crowd's catcalls and wolf-whistles, Holly slowly lifted the hem of her wedding dress. My face flushed with lust as the gown's hem traversed up her legs, revealing her white fence-net stockings. I exhaled an excited breath and snagged the bridal garter resting on her thigh. I peeled the garter off her leg and studied it. It was trimmed in delicate lace and embellished with a cute little white satin flower. My nose picked up a delectable scent. I recalled that Holly had planned to spritz the garter with a body mist. The flirtatious fragrance emanating from the garter was a mixture of sweet pea, blue violet and a blush of white cedar. My cock grew hard as my olfactory system picked-up the captivating ...