Or maybe she would taste different, a new, delicious flavor for me to sample. I slid my tongue a second time up her slit, my taste buds rejoicing that such a delicious flavor could exist. Anal sex Tonight was such a magical night. I spread open the flower of her womanhood, all pink and glistening, and dove in greedily as Mary moaned from the pleasure I gave her. We were not wearing our wedding clothes. I was so excited to spend my honeymoon with Jacob here at this beautiful hotel. A large, king-sized bed dominated the room, four posters with gauzy curtains. It was back in college, in the library at Princeton, and I was reaching for a book and through the gap in the shelf I saw a pair of eyes peering back at me from the other side of the bookshelves. “Don’t worry, we’ll see she’s taken care of.” A boyish grin filled his face.
