Now I was alone with Thomas my groom, he closed the door. He kissed my again, with greater passion. I felt his groin and could feel his bulge. He broke the kiss to tell me how much he loved me. I'd bet he'd say anything at this point to get into my knickers. I didn't care, he wasn't the only one to be enjoying this experience. I undid his belt and pulled down his fly, undid the catch on his trousers and let them let the fall to the floor. I again felt is bulge, this time though his silk boxers. I could now feel the heat from it. Trying to get my head to the level of his groin wasn't easy in this dress. Once in the best position I could handle, I pulled his boxers down and watched his cock jump out. Now free of any restrictions in quickly grew to its full length. I knew my wifely duties. I kissed the tip, licked a drop of pre-cum from the end and took as much of his cock as I could into my mouth. I'd always gagged before my nose got to the patch of hair above his cock. I tried again, but Thomas wasn't taking no for an answer. He grabbed my head and thrust into my throat. My first deep throat.....a nice accomplishment but I prefer a man comes on my tongue. But now he was balls deep in my mouth his mission for now was accomplished. There was only one place he wanted to blow his load and it wasn't in my throat, not today.
Thomas asked I get onto the bed on all fours. I gathered up my dress the best I could and carefully got onto the bed on my knees. I let my petticoat find a natural position and let go of my gown to cover it the best it could, I lower myself onto my arms. Thomas soon and carefully (he knew how much this dress meant to me) raised the gown up my back until the skirt reversed and covered the top half of my body. I was covered in satin, with my ass pussy high in the air. Thomas stroked my ass cheeks, then pulled the string of my G string to one side. He slide in a finger and found me pre-lubed. He need no more invitation. He held me by my hips and started to rub the head of his cock against my ring.
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