Preventative maintenance is good for everyone.
"I have to go," she giggled, slapping his hands away. "It is my wedding day after all. You need to go as well. No one can see me in the gown until I walk down that aisle."
"I know," he sighed, his eyes devouring her body in its pristine white. He had kissed every inch of that body the night before, buried himself inside her wet, warm channel, drank in all the soft mewls of pleasure as she gave herself over to him again and again. "Your husband is a lucky man." .
Body worship at its finest