Oops, sorry Dad. I'm still swollen, but I'm very, very, okay."Kissing him, then making sure his mouth didn't have any lipstick on it, she took his arm.... "Let's go, Husband, your new bride awaits," she said, pressing her breast against his arm and walking with him out of the bedroom.As they made the last turn, he stopped to look at his wife — his soon-to-be wife — standing at the other end of the hallway; she was so beautiful that he couldn't believe how lucky he was."She is pretty, isn't she. I did a quick spin to show off the back of the dress and wiggled my butt at them, which resulted in several flattering comments.I couldn’t help thinking how hot it was that only minutes earlier I had fucked Jeff while wearing this exact dress.I was surprised to see that James was black, and he reminded me a bit of Rashad, who I had met (and fucked) at the private club he owned during our trip to L.A. a couple of months ago. James looked to be in his late forties, was about two inches taller. Keilana wiggled her tushy and squeezed down on my finger that was in her. I slowly moved my finger in and out of her. I felt Keliana’s clitty get harder and I squeezed harder as I stroked her. Keilana’s breathing became shallower. Keilana gave me a long tongue filled kiss as she loosened my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. I pulled Keilana’s dress higher until it was above her hips. I broke our kiss this time and then started kissing down Keilana’s chin and then her neck. I paused at her cleavage. She had short, light brown hair, and wore too much makeup.I barely gave her any time to notice I was next to her. "Gracie, I need to know something," I told her."Oh, hi, Danicka!" she said in her shriek of a voice. "What's up?"I pointed at the quiet, average boy, who was sitting by himself on the floor in the corner, going through his phone. "Do you know who that guy is?" I asked."Sorry, Danicka, but no, I don't," she said, only taking a quick glimpse at him. "But you can ask Cameron.".