"And do you, Pamela, take Jason to be your husband?"But this time it was Pamela who paused. Instead of answering straightaway, she turned around once ...more to face her family and friends. Her Momhad stopped crying and instead had a slightly worried look on her face,as if she half expected her daughter to run back up the aisle again. ButPamela wasn't going anywhere; she just wanted one final look back as anunmarried woman. Her life was about to change, perhaps for the secondtime, and she wanted. I pressed her for some time and moved the top.She pushed me aside and removed her boobs from the top in a jiffy. I loved her aggressiveness. She was giving a nice view of her boobs. Her nakedness gave me full access to her two fully developed boobs. Good proper rounded boobs are a delight to any guys. Aren’t they?In less than few minutes of first half, she was naked from the top and I was enjoying it. I squeezed her boobs for some time. I kneeled over my seat and pushed myself on her melons.. 'No, I am a bit bushed from my long journey. I will join you with a drink. Mary Ann why don't you also join us?' I asked.She smiled sweetly and said, 'No I don't drink hard stuff'. 'Mohan don't you have something else to offer? I inquired. 'Of course. I have some imported beer in the refrigerator. I will bring that. Mary Ann, please do join us' Mohan replied. 'Yes Mary Ann, do join us. Please' I pressed her. She laughed and said 'Okay but just a glass'.Mohan brought a bottle of ice cold beer. The only non-emergency time the full crew would stand to would be manning for leaving and entering harbour.Clare had escorted the Senior Messenger to the safe documents and seen the sealed bags locked away. Shirley escorted the other Messenger to the main 'puter and the data dump performed. The routines for departure proceeded and at the appropriate part of the ritual, the commander was informed and entered the bridge. Main engines were started and "Tulip" 'cast off' (the Bosun had got that.