The layered skirt falls heavily away from her body.
And she’s wearing pink cotton panties with red hearts.
She looks over her shoulder at me and bites her lip. “I didn’t have any warning, ok. I didn’t know I was going to get married today,” she says defensively.
“Are you kidding? These are the sexiest panties I’ve ever seen in my life,” I say, slapping her ass and hooking my fingers under the elastic to snap it against her ass cheek.
She giggles, blushing pink.
I lift her away from the dress, so we don’t stand on it. She still has her back to me.
Naked except for those cute panties and her sneakers.
And I mean it when I say I’ve never seen anything sexier in my fucking life.
“Bend over, kitten,” I demand, and she leans on the railing in front of her. “Arch your perfect little ass up toward me,” I say.
She does, and I brush my fingers between her legs, teasing them briefly over her pussy with nothing but soft pink cotton between us. She moans in pleasure and spreads her legs wider.
“That’s my good girl,” I mutter darkly as I tug my belt free, snapping it out of my pants with one sharp flick.
She jumps a little at the sound.
I tug my pants open, and my cock springs free. The veins are pulsing along it, throbbing and desperate to be thrust into her tight little pussy.
With one hand stroking my cock slowly back and forth, I use the other to dip my fingers beneath her panties again. I slide them down, slowly, teasing, as I pull her panties aside.
Her pussy is already swollen and glistening with honey.
Her hands tighten on the railing as I rub my cock over her exposed pink pussy.
She takes in a sharp breath and arches even more, trying to rub herself against my cock.
“Do you want me inside you, kitten?” I whisper.
“Please,” she murmurs.
“How badly do you want my cock?”
“I want…”
But before she answers, I shove my entire cock into her. The force of my thrust has my hips slamming against her ass, and she screams from the pleasure of the sudden and rough intrusion.
Athena gasps for air as I pull out and plunge into her again, driven by my desires for her, unrestrained as I claim her as my wife all over again.
My cock comes out of her pussy slick and soaked with her juices. I thrust in again, fucking her in a steady rhythm as she leans against the railing over an impossible height with Paris stretching out beneath us.
Grabbing both of her hips in my hands, I pull her against me, and she moans and gasps in pleasure, her pussy tight around me, and her hair falling from the beautiful hairpin she wore to our ceremony. It spills like dark silk down her back, and I reach up to twist it around my wrist and pull her head backward as I ride her.
Her back is perfectly arched, her hips are perfectly round, and her sweet, beautiful little pussy is all mine.
I keep a firm grip on her hair as I slip my other hand around the front, pushing it between her legs. My fingers press against her clit. Her swollen pleasure.
She shudders as I flick it and play with it while my cock continues to plunge into her.
It doesn’t take long before her legs are shaking and she’s struggling to stay standing. I have to release her hair to wrap my arm around her waist to hold her up when her legs become too unsteady.
She cries out as the pleasure builds.
