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Wedding and Honeymoon R-18
Francis
She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. The beautiful white mini gown, with lace off-shoulder sleeves, and have a long back, together with a white veil that I partner to it, and the almost flat shoes suit her very much. My heart skips a beat every time I see her.
"Wow," Colt muttered. "I can see that your eyes sparkle like fireflies. And burning in desire, oh man! You have to stop fantasizing about her." I punched Colt without looking at him and it hit directly on his biceps.
"Shut up, dude. I'm trying to make this moment memorable." I muttered. Colt snigger and I extend my hand to her. She took it and gave the flowers to Elise who acts as her maid of honor. I kissed her hand as we turned to the judge.
As the judge says whatever he is saying for the ritual and all, I keep squeezing his hand as we face each other smiling at each other. I caress her hair and tuck the strands at the back of her ear. We said our vow as I pla
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