Saumili I fall on top of Draco, already grinding mercilessly on his hard, thick cock. He seems to enjoy what I'm doing although he doesn't like teasing. He moans and jerks his hips forwards to meet my thrusts. "I know how much you like this," I pant. "So I thought I would do this for our wedding," He unties my wedding dress:
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And lets it fall to the floor. I step out of the lacey fabric, still kissing my newly wed husband. When he sees my lingerie he flips, hid bulge growing harder by the minute.
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He slowly stands up, undoing my clasp of my bra, letting it fall to the floor. I bite my lip as he wraps his gentle arms around my waist. He connects my lips in a gentle kiss. I moan, allowing his tongue to enter my mouth. He mates his tongue with mine. His lips tasting so much like spearmint and cinnamon. I melt under his touch, sending shivers down my spine. "Fuck me?" I ask, laying down on the bed, my breasts the only thing bare. He didnt need to be told twice. He falls onto the bed besides me, kissing my nipples as he goes before sliding my tong off and down my legs. He swipes his tongue over my clit, making me moan loudly and buck my hips. He knows what I like. He delves inside of my with his tongue, tasting new parts of me. I arch my back and like the feel of oral as much as the next girl. At twenty-two and we're still loving each other like it's the first time. He leans down and kisses me passionately, letting me last myself before he slowly plunges deep inside of me. I moan at the intense pleasure I call Draco Malfoy. We cum oh so deliciously after a while and go again and again until we're both raw and sore. ⓜⓄⓇⓃⒾⓃⒼ I stretch, sore from our four round honeymoon sex last night. I pad down to the kitchen to make pancakes and bacon. I pour some orange juice and set the table while I cook. I took classes during the summers to learn home to cook. I feel arms wrap around my waist and I know it's my husband. "Good morning beautiful," Draco whispers. "Good morning sunshine," I say back happily. "Sleep well?" He asks me. "I slept brilliantly," I respond, putting two pancakes on his plate and most of the bacon. I take the rest and sit down. We eat in comfortable silence before leaning back against the chair and making small talk. I'm loving Rhode Island already. I know this is short but this is a part one-part two situation!!
