The ceremony and reception went off without a hitch. Everyone had a good time, including my new husband. He was wasted. The night came to an end and I... had to ask the 3 bestmen to help my hubby to our room.They boys carried Him to the bed and let me go. My husband was gone, he won't even remember being carried to bed the next day. With that Rob laughed and joked on his way out "guess your not getting any for your wedding night"We all chuckled as told them to get out. As I laughed, it dawned on. That is until I entered the local pub and I could understand every word that I heard! I ordered a round and just stood there soaking up the atmosphere, listening in to the people on either side. They recognized me as a yank, so they mostly kept to their native Gaelic, which they assumed I couldn’t understand. That’s why I could overhear the tin whistle player complain about his sore throat and I figured, what the hell, and offered to set in for a set and give him a break. . Naked together, we were in another universe, a world away, on our own.Amelia smiled at me. She rubbed the tip of her nose against the tip of mine. “Eskimo kisses,” she whispered, before touching my lips with her finger. A smile of satisfaction emerged and she kissed me gently, “Mmmm,” murmured into my mouth.The kiss intensified, her mouth opening, and a whirlwind of desire hit me, disorienting, powerful, almost overwhelming, my erection surging. Holding her beautiful bottom, Amelia started. Through our conversations online and other places this friendship grew into something neither of us had ever experienced. A feeling so deep, as though we had been lovers in many other lifetimes, slaves to one another’s soul for eons. And today is the first time we physically touched one another in this lifetime. My heart is still racing, the blood surging through my body, into my loins again…I pull her against me, feeling the heat of our bodies, the sheets below us, still wet from our.