" Don't I always?" I answered with a smile."Yes, but..." It's OK, I know what you mean."Thirty minutes later we were man & wife, woman & husband, love...r & lover. We kissed, maybe for a little too long, because the registrar gave a polite cough which brought us round."whoops, sorry, got carried away." I blushed.We signed the register to make it all legal, then we skipped down the petal carpet to the sound of my favourite song in the whole world, Perfect by The Smashing Pumpkins.When we'd passed. I leant over and pulled her skirt up and started playing with her ass cheeks, I turned to her and said ¡¥I wanna take you up your arse tonight¡¦, she stopped sucking and replied ¡¥So what you waiting for you dirty bastard, I¡¦m so fucking horny I can¡¦t tell you, I want you inside me now and fuck me hard¡¦.Finally she¡¦d given me the green light after all these months and I moved my index finger over to her tight hole and started rubbing it rapidly, I could tell she was enjoying it as her mouth. It was light and airy and Shelly liked it. She liked it a lot."Uh, I dunno, never really thought about it," the brunette stammered. "And I never really had the opportunity," she lied. Her mind flashed back to her sophomore year at NYU. Her roommate Pamela was in the midst of her experimental phase and made several drunken passes at her. Pamela was obviously much younger than Shelly, but she was tomboyish with a strong muscular body from a lifetime playing field hockey and she too had pretty. Recently however, I've been having some other thoughts. I remember a few years back when I was staying with my brother I walked out of my room to go to the bathroom and his wife was topless in the hall wearing just a thong. They were obviously in the middle of something and she was just grabbing a towel, but she knew I saw her. Several times she would wear very tight clothing around me and shirts with no bras showing her perky little nipples. I jerked to her several times while I stayed there..