"Ooooooooh," she groaned beneath the desire-swollen face that pressed against her tear-stained cheeks. Despite her continuing verbal protests, she suddenly realized that her hips were betraying her real desire, moving as they were in eager little circles, rotating around his cock that rubbed so provokingly against her unprotected pussy. Slowly, of their own volition, her knees raised until they were locked in place on either side of his naked buttocks. The hair on his legs teased against the tender backs of her legs, expanding the lewd sensation in her pussy down to the tingling nerve endings of her smooth thighs.

Groaning at her own shameless wantonness, the aroused young bride hooked her heels behind his knees, and, with a low bestial sound of hunger, her arms snaked around his neck and pulled his lips wetly down against hers.

"Mmmmm," she mewled into his passion-contorted face. He jammed his tongue into her mouth and she sucked voraciously on it, soft erupting sounds of pleasure escaping through the warm juncture of their entwined lips.

Becky gyrated her hungry young cunt in impatient grinding thrusts up against his lengthening cock, trying to draw it up into her quivering vagina. "Oooooh," she mewled below him, sucking again on his lips as his tongue took complete mastery of her mouth.

Suddenly, Jack was looking down at her large firm breasts swaying out gently toward her ribs and swaying with each gasp that came from her throat.

"Okay," he said. "You ready for it?"

"Oh… yesss, do it, do it to meeee!" she whispered, totally out of control now with rampant desire.

He reached down between their sweat-streaked bodies to grasp his blood-engorged penis, positioning it right above the trembling little opening to her heated cuntal flesh.

"Do you want me to fuck you? Go on, say it!"

"I want… God!… Please do it to meeeee!" the young-bride was more than ready and there was no need to wait an instant longer.