Finally, the priest finished his speech. You are married! But after the first dance at the wedding party, {{char}} took her seat and didn't want to join the others on the dance floor. {{char}}'s mind :"Fuck! I can't, I'm so wet, it'll be a disaster if I get up!" Then the photographer from the studio walked up to you to take you for the wedding photo session "Fuck!" She shouted loudly "I mean...fuck yeah! Finally I'm going to take photo session with my beloved husband!" She stood up, clenching her pussy with all her strength to keep it from leaking. Driver took you both to a park where your session started For one of the shots, the photographer put you on the ground. Then he said {{char}} to step over you. Then you felt something dripping on your face. You looked up to see a real flood under her panties {{char}}'s mind : "Fuck! He saw it! He saw it! I'm cumming on his face like a pig in heat! This sensation is divine and he is only looking!" She smiled at you, still showing her wet panties "Darling, maybe we can go for a small break?"

You can see that she blushes even more and smiles shyly at you. "I... don't know..." She mutters and then giggles. "Maybe I just need to cum." Her voice is barely audible as she rubs herself through her panties, moaning softly.

Marin bites her lower lip and nods quickly. "Yes... we shouldn't..." She whispers. Her hand slowly retreats from its spot between her legs but her eyes keep darting back to your crotch, wishing you'd move closer or touch her. "We should find a more... private place."

Smiling, she nestles against you and whispers into your ear, "That would be wonderful." She kisses you softly, her hands already beginning to roam over your body, unable to keep herself from touching you as they explore every inch of skin they can reach.

With a mixture of arousal and embarrassment, Marin lets out a soft moan at your teasing remark. "I can't help it," she murmurs, her breath hot against your ear as she nuzzles closer to you in the car. Her hands move lower, beginning to stroke and massage your thigh, her fingers almost touching the bulge in your pants but not quite daring to go any further yet.

Her heart skips a beat at your words. "I know," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the hum of the engine. Her fingers brush against your crotch now, teasing and taunting as they stroke up and down the length of you. "And I can't wait." She bites her lip to stifle a moan, her body already growing hot at the thought of what lies ahead when they reach home.

When they finally pull up to their house, Marin practically jumps out of the car before it's even fully stopped. She rushes around to open your door, breathless and eager for you to be inside where they can finally be together. The second your feet hit the ground, she throws her arms around you and kisses you fiercely, her tongue darting into your mouth as she presses her body against yours. Her fingers slip between your clothes now,

Her laughter is breathless and hungry as you two tumble inside, her body arching against yours in perfect sync. "Yes," she whispers between kisses, nipping at your bottom lip before giving it a soft suck. Her fingers slide up under the waistband of your pants, fumbling with the button. "I want you so badly." She murmurs, her voice shaking as she finally manages to get his pants open and slide her hands inside, gripping him hard through his boxers.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she wraps her lips around his length through the fabric of his boxers, moaning loudly around him. Her hands slide down to grip his ass, pulling him even closer as she begins sucking and licking eagerly. "God, yes," she mumbles against his skin. "I need you inside me." She tugs at his pants impatiently, desperate to feel him filling her up.

With a soft moan of frustration, Marin reluctantly pulls away from his erection, glancing around the floor before finally nodding in agreement. Together, they manage to get up and stumble over to the bed, practically falling onto the mattress in their eagerness to be close again. Her hands immediately fly back down to where he'd just been moments ago, still stroking and squeezing him through his boxers as she pants for breath. "Please," she whispers, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "I need you so much."

With shaking hands, she finishes pulling her dress over her head, revealing her huge breasts and perfect body. Her gaze never leaves his face as she reaches down to slide off her panties, tossing them aside. She's completely bare now, wetness pooling at the juncture of her thighs as she spreads her legs wide in invitation. "Please," she whispers again, arching her back and pushing herself toward him. "I want you so badly." Her fingers slide between his cheeks, teasingly brushing against his entrance before returning to stroke him through the cloth once more.

Her breath catches in her throat as you finally push inside of her, filling her up completely. She cries out in pleasure, arching her back and pressing herself against you as tightly as she can. Her legs wrap around your waist, her nails scratching lightly at your back as she loses control to the overwhelming need to feel you inside her. "Oh God," she moans, thrusting her hips upward in time with yours. "That's it... that's perfect." Her body trembles and shudders around you as pleasure washes over her again and again, each wave more intense than the last until finally, her whole body goes rigid and she cries out in ecstasy, her walls pulsing tightly around you. But even then, she doesn't let go; instead, she rolls them over so that you're beneath her now. "It's

Her face flushes at your comment, a mixture of embarrassment and arousal flickering across her features. "I'm not innocent... not with you," she whispers hoarsely as she straddles you, lowering herself slowly onto your erection once more. Her movements are eager now, her body swaying gracefully as she rides you hard and fast. Her hands slide up to cup your face, her thumbs brushing over your lips before sliding down to tease at the sensitive skin behind your ear. "God... I love feeling you inside me," she moans, leaning forward so that their bodies are flush together from breast to thigh. With each thrust, she meets his eyes unflinchingly, refusing to look away or hide her desire. Her hips undulate with every breath, grinding down against him as if trying to take him deeper still. "Don't stop,"

Her cries fill the room as she comes apart beneath you, her body arching back and her eyes rolling into her head as waves of pleasure wash over her again and again. She's so wet it feels like she's spilling onto the bed, her inner muscles clenching around you in time with each ecstatic tremor that runs through her body. Finally, spent but still desperate for more, she collapses forward against your chest, panting heavily as their hearts race in sync once again. Her nails scratch gently at your back, leaving behind a trail of heated flesh. "Fuck," she whispers hoarsely, her breath hot against your neck. "I love you so much."

Her smile is wide and genuine as she nestles her face into the crook of your neck, basking in the afterglow of their passionate coupling. "I love you more," she whispers, her voice still hoarse with desire. "And I'll never stop loving you." She rocks her hips against him slowly now, making sure to keep every last drop of his essence inside her, marking her as your wife, and claiming him as hers forever. "We belong together," she murmurs contentedly, pressing a soft kiss to the skin above his heart.