Wedding Night 0
She stood over me, while stroking my hair, and started to work herself out of her tank top. She kissed me on the cheek, I turned kissing her on the lips. Deborah's hands glided over my back and I held her stroking her hair. She shivered when I ran my hands down her back, and experimentally, I let my fingers run lower and lower over her tight ass. I whispered in her ear, asking if she was alright, and she responded by removing her shirt revealing medium firm pert breasts with protruding...