I got up, and stepped outside the dressing room to see Ronnie back to shopping like nothing had happened. Indian XXX “Is my age going to be a problem for us?” Again, she implied this was something … more. Slowly, my bride-to-be and I got up and took a shower together. Harder, faster …
She collapsed a bit, exhausted. Her hands pressed into my chest for support. Absolutely anything. What was I doing tempting fates again? “You’re getting married! “Should we get coffee?”
“Coffee?” I asked, as if I had no idea what that was. I don’t know what to say. She leaned over, her hair cascading around both our faces as she hungrily kissed me. Is that what you like?” She had perfect fucking tits, and when she said this she used both hands to squeeze them together. There was one jacket that she absolutely loved. She insisted it was too much, I insisted on buying it. In one swallow it was gone. Sleep came peacefully despite my racing mind and I dreamed of Ronnie and her perfect lips on mine … Absolutely anything. Her big, beautiful brown eyes were boring into me. I told you I couldn’t control myself with her. I wanted to taste her, kiss her, show her the world. Her grip on my head loosened and she started to push my
