"Marilyn, Marilyn." He drew her close, pressing her hand firmly over his equipment as he kissed her boobs. "Your… so wonderful… turns me on. All the way." His teeth nibbled at a nipple, feeling it turn firm, then hard as his tongue stroked it. "You're so exciting. So great to look at. To touch. So sexy, sexy… extra sexy… extra sexy sexy." He ran his hand down over her snatch. "I just want to make love to you all the time."

Marilyn felt his rod begin to thicken and closed her fingers around it, wanting to make it hard again, wanting to feel it inside her body, all the way up her pussy. A creaminess came into her box and she moaned, his finger finding her clit, rolling it, making it turn warm as it began to pulse with active desire. The prick in her fingers stiffened more and she rolled to him, turning on her side so their bodies touched as they kissed.

He held her close, moving his hips slowly, rotating the rising cock against her belly. Hardness entered the shaft and he let her feel it. A groan of passion seeped from his throat and he held her closer, bearing in with his hips, forcing the rigid meat to her warm, willing flesh. His hand groped in and touched the delicate pinkness of the flesh around her snatch.

Marilyn raised one knee to give him room en room to touch her with his hand or to enter her with his cock.

Suddenly, Dave had both hands and his mouth on her tits, kissing, feeling, pinching, fondling the full, firm mounds. Marilyn rolled on her back, smiling, small gasps coming from her as his kiss and touch raised her passions. His mouth tried to swallow one titcompletely, jaw lowered to take in more flesh, the tongue like a demented snake all over the nipple.

"Marilyn," he sighed deeply. "Marilyn, you are so beautiful." Dave propped himself up on one elbow to look at his bride. "I love you." His finger traced the outline of her breasts, then slithered down to touch the cunt again, just one finger probing at the stiff tab of flesh.