I look over at Scott, and realize he’s thinking the same things as his face becomes crimson. ass porn The light turns green and we finish our drive to the house. “Oh, Mara, you’re so tight,” Scott whispers loudly as he wriggles around inside me. “How did you learn to do that?” Scott asks me, clearly amazed at my cocksucking skills. My body arches and I grab handfuls of the comforter as I cum on his tongue. I had met Scott two years earlier in a Barnes & Noble; one thing led to another, and he eventually proposed on our 2 year anniversary. He pulls out his cock, slightly bloody and slick with cum, and rolls on his back. He lays me on the bed and kisses me slowly yet passionately. His hands start to roam over my chest, searching for the bra clasp and quickly undoing it one-handed. “Are you ready, Mara?” Scott asks me, more than ready to slide his cock into me. My name is Mara and this is the story of my wedding night.
