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She looked at herself in the mirror, admiring her handiwork. she was sure he would love it especially the peek-a-boo of the lace tops to her black thigh highs; the outfit had fell way short and she was wet thinking about his reaction to it.

she applied that red shade of lipstick he liked, that crimson red that contrasted her fair skin, that one colour that would linger very nicely on his cock when she worked on it. Other shades just looked like he had a bruise, this shade would stand out like a woman marking her territory. She took one last look at herself, infused herself in the Kenzo perfume that drove him crazy and sashayed out of her wedding suite.

His eye lids were really heavy but he was persevering. There was a knock on the door, muttering “finally”, he sprung up and walked spritely towards the sound. As he opened the door, the air-gap pushed a whiff of the Kenzo towards him, greeting him first before the visual feast. His cock twitched and he took a step back.

“Like what you see baby?” He took a long look and nodded. The only words he could mutter was “Oh Fuck!”

“Oh Fuck is correct baby. I see your cock approves. May I come in so we can Oh Fuck the night away.”

With that, she gently pushed him aside and made her way to the chaise lounge. She crawled up to it, rested her elbow on the upper structure and bent inappropriately until her perky butt was exposed.

"Close the door silly, you don't want the rest of the floor to hear or see us right? Come and claim your prize...don't keep me waiting."

With that, she wriggled her exposed perky butt and exposed the hairless pussy that he was about to indulge in.