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I love you

by Vacuous 0 reviews

Category: Romance - Rating: R - Genres:  - Warnings: [X] - Published: 2011-01-23 - Updated: 2011-01-23 - 453 words - Complete

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I was on my honeymoon, so I decided I would try something new.

Peter and I went down to the beach.

This time, I wasn't wearing a bikini top.

Peter didn't know my plans and he was amazed when I took off my coverup.

Our chairs basically were a little house with a roof for us so, no one could see me.

"My wife is sexy." Peter told me.

This turned me on.

Peter stood up and kissed me.

He stuck his tung in my mouth.

I took his man-ness out of his shorts and I started sucking.

I swallowed his penis and he started moaning.

His moan made me suck more.

I could feel he was holding back, and in one breath I sucked until he had nothing in him.

He came in my mouth and we just sat on the sand and cuddled.

I put on my bikini top and said, "Let's go swimming."

By this time he knew that when I said something I was going to do it.

He chuckled.

"I am so happy I have the sexiest wife ever."

I went to kiss him but, he started running for the water.

When I reached the water I tackled him and we stared wrestling.

"Ahh!" he yelled.

He grabbed me and kissed me.

I looked around, this was going to be my last day before we leave to Nassau.


"Cathy!" Peter yelled.

I kicked my horse.

"Go!" I yelled.

Peter and I were racing to the other end of the beach, and it was obvious he would win.

Out of no where there was a strike of lightning and the loudest thunder i'd ever seen.

My horse got scared and started running.

"WOAH!" I yelled.

I quickly passed Peter and my horse stopped at the end of the beach.

"I won!" I screamed

Peter reached me and he grabbed my hand.

"I was so scared." he told me.

I blew him a kiss. He really did love me.

We hopped off the horses and we walked them back.

I wasn't scared of horses, but, I had a feeling Peter would be worried about me for a while.



When we got home that night Peter and I hoped in the shower.

He put soap on my back, and worked his way down.

When he got to my ass he squeezed it and worked his way down to my legs.

I giggled.

We got out of the shower, and I got on the bed with my legs wide open and a sexy smile on my face.

He got on top of me and we started kissing.

"I love you." I told him.

I would never forget our time in Harbour Island.
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