She knew nothing about Alexander Warbrooke except that he was nineteen, a knight and Annette assured her that he was good looking. As if his good look...s would ensure the marriage to be a happy one. She was storming up and down her room when her maids and Nanny entered, to get her ready. ‘Now enough of those dark looks my little Bubbin,’ Nanny said trying to sound cheerful, using her old nickname for Bobbi. ‘This is your wedding day.’ ‘And it’s the happiest day of my life, is it?’ Bobbi retorted. He hadn’t quite decided if he liked doing her in the early morning or late at night when their noisy coupling blended into the racket from the nearby saloon with its all night celebrations of simply surviving for another day.Maria more than compensated for his loss of Belinda, his oversexed boss-lady with her tight feminine opening that seemed only slightly stretched from virginal denial. He knew she had taken it from other men but still had that air of innocence that inspired him to draw. As she sank her hot, wet pussy down on my cock she gave me a piercing look that I recognized. Aw crap..."You've had some fun while I was away, hm?" She started slow, bottoming out my cock in her hot cunt and pulling back up slowly, almost teasingly. "Fucker."My cock was afire. The demon's pussy was always so hot, temperature-wise, while in her demon form. It hurt, but with being so turned on it was also pleasurable. Pain and pleasure can get so intertwined when you get all wound up.She was. Making up her mind she starts to leave. I ask Janice if she wants her mom to stay or go. Hearing this her Mom stops and looks at her daughter. “Well. It’s your choice.” I offer. Seconds turn into minutes until the decision is made. “Mom you were here for me on the start of my sex education. Would you stay? Even your presents will give me confidence. Please?” Julie holds her daughter and with a tear in her eyes she asks, “Are you ready.” She nods.I mover her towards her bed and with her back to.