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Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 01

Date: 6/2/2015, Categories: Diary, Anal, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Female/Female, Group Sex, Male / Females, Spanking, Voyeurism, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 90.5, Source: sexstories.com

shaft one final swipe with her tongue. "I love you, Jeremy," she swooned, those brown eyes glowing with absolute devotion. "I love you so much." "I love you too, honey." "And YOU!" Pamela exclaimed, again turning to look at Kristanna. "I love you too, silly girl!" They kissed again, but this time it slow and sensuous, and very languid. Now, my heart suddenly felt as if it was going to melt like hot butter. Pamela then brought Kristanna to her and hugged her tenderly, saying, "I would do anything for you, Krissy. Just anything..." "I love you," Kristanna responded in kind, again bumping noses with Pamela, "and I love everything about our life and family. I love you, I love Jeremy, I love my Devvy, Trish, Lindsay, Amy, Scarlett..." A single tear trickled down Kristanna's cheek as she purred, "Every day, I wake up and all of this feels like Heaven on Earth to me." "And every day feels better and more happy than the one before it," Pamela added to the sincere thought. Suddenly a bit emotional herself, Pamela again kissed Kristanna, but soon the two ladies were glancing up at me with watery eyes. Then, both of them slid upward and settled across my lap together, and proceeded to hug me in unison. I wrapped my arms around them as well, then closed my eyes and breathed deeply. I heard Pamela sniffle, as if she was experiencing tears of joy herself. "You're wrong," I simply told them, after several seconds of otherwise silence. "This is better than Heaven." * * * Oh... the past ... five months had been quite eventful for me. After nearly two years of living this dream of a life, however, at least I was getting used to the roller coaster ride now. Not a whole lot shocked or surprised me any more. Five months ago, I was in the city of Cincinnati, Ohio, helping Trish and Lindsay prepare for their wedding that took place on December 23, 2014. Of course, our whole contingent was there to assist and revel in the ceremony as well - Kristanna, Devon, Pamela, Amy and Scarlett, and many other throngs of friends and family. It was a memorable wedding, no doubt, and ranks as my personal favorite thus far (even higher than any of the six I had attended as the lucky groom-to-be). There is just something about remembering Trish and Lindsay up there on the podium, holding hands and exchanging their vows, that makes my insides glow like nothing else every time that I think about it. Those two ladies being together just seemed... _right_. Five days later, our group was back home in Norway, and Lindsay married me in a small, private ceremony on the farm with just the girls, and Kristanna's parents in attendance. What I remember most about that particular wedding, aside from the blessed vows themselves, was that Lindsay's bridal gown was pure satin, and the color black. How often did a blushing bride-to-be choose to wear black? "I'm going to wear white and be a good girl for Trish at my wedding with her," I recall Lindsay telling me earlier that month. "But at OUR wedding, ...