I felt painfully split apart, yet my body arched against him to take him deeper. I came almost instantly, my pussy rhythmically clenching around him. ...I cried out loudly as my body achieved a level of orgasmic satisfaction I'd not experienced in a long time. When the throbbing began to ebb, my eyes opened to see him looking at me with amusement. Confused, I frowned. "What?" He smirked. "I'm not even all the way in you yet." My eyes widened in surprise as he pressed in the last few inches,. "Well frankly, the best thing I've seen you this trip was your Lingerie," Bradley answered. "But this dress is a close second. It really shows off your great ass." His tie tightly tied by Trina's expert fingers, Bradley piloted their Lamborghini though the heavy traffic toward the church. Dallas may not be as cosmopolitan as San Francisco, Bradley thought, but people back home sure drive better. They arrived at the church in plenty of time. Trina moved off to join the other bridesmaids in. Ella closed the door after her and stood glaring at Makalea. “How dare you,” she said sternly. Makalea said as firmly, “Look her young missy, it wasn’t my idea you were put in charge was it?” Ella smiled wickedly and said, “No, but I am in charge and you have been very rude.” Makalea froze as Ella took her arm and stepped up to her as she landed the open palm of her hand on the back of Makalea’s bare leg. Makalea grunted, scrunched up her eyes, but calmed down. She looked sheepishly at Ella. The arms I longed to embrace me were open, warm, and inviting. I had eagerly accepted that invitation. My body still trembled from the force of that passion. I knew this moment of peace was dwindling to a close, but I wasn’t ready for it to end. Playfully, I stroked him, hoping in vein for few more minutes of love, but he was utterly spent. Gently, he brushed my eager hand away. I knew that the evening was almost over. I felt like Cinderella at the ball, midnight was approaching. I had danced.