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Island Fever 3: Matrimony - Chapter 01

Date: 10/27/2016, Categories: Diary, BDSM, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Exhibitionism, Female/Female, Group Sex, Male / Females, Voyeurism, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 82.8, Source: sexstories.com

down my sperm, though a portion of it billowed up and leaked out of each side of her mouth. All the while, it felt as though my whole body was going to spontaneously combust because of all the heat we generated. Of course, the moans and growls from me were deafening. When it was over, I withdrew my deflated shaft from her mouth and took a step back. Somewhat exhausted, I watched with interested eyes as Lindsay wiped the excess flow of sperm from her face with her fingertips and licked them dry. She clearly enjoyed the taste. The bride-to-be clenched her chin with her right hand and then opened and closed her mouth in a continual manner. Obviously, she was stretching her jaws. After the ordeal I had just put her through, she had ample reason to do so. "You're okay... aren't you?" I confirmed. Lindsay looked at me and giggled. "Of course I'm okay! I wish I could get a mouth-fuck like that every single day!" She reached up and encircled my hips with both arms, bringing me closer to her, and nestled her face against my upper thigh. "Hmmmmm, I love you, Jeremy. I love you so much!" "I love you too, honey," were my honest words for her. "I love you more than you'll ever know." * * * After taking a very quick shower, the sound of dishes clattering drew me into the large and spacious kitchen. Sure enough, Amy - our self-appointed maid and housekeeper (not to mention one of my three wives) - was at the counter, whipping eggs. From the entranceway, I stood there for a brief moment and ... silently admired her. A true red-headed ravisher in her own right, Amy was every bit as attractive as her counterparts in our relationship. Finding myself unable to resist, I then snuck up behind Amy, brushed several strands of her immaculate red hair away from her neck, and nudged my lips to the soft skin behind her ear. "Good morning," I whispered, reaching around Amy's torso and placing the palm of my hand across her stomach. Amy rested the back of her head upon my shoulder and groaned contently. "Hey, you. Lindsay says you're hungry?" "Always," I sighed, now taking a moment to breathe in and luxuriate in the tantalizing scent of Amy. Lavender. Amy smelled like lavender. And cocoa butter. "I mean for FOOD," the 32-year-old snickered. "That too," I nodded. "Cheese omelet okay? There isn't much else left in the refrigerator, since we're about to leave for eight days." "Have I ever told you just how much I love... cheese omelets?" I asked, but darted out of the kitchen before she had the opportunity to answer. "Look what the cat dragged in!" Devon announced in a peppy, cheerful tone, motioning toward me as I scurried into the adjacent dining room. Most of the ladies (including Lindsay, now dressed in a bath robe) glanced up and offered me friendly smiles and various greetings. Trish was the first to rise up from the dining room table and make her way over to me. She offered me a little hug and cooed, "I heard Krissy and Pamela pretty much wore you last night, huh? Apparently, ...