Julie's naked breasts are now falling out of her wedding dress. She wraps her arms around them and slides them together, like on those rare occasions when I'm about to erupt all over her body. The expression on her face is almost the same-excitement, excitement, lust-but her eyes shine with triumph. My heart bounces from my heels to my throat and falls back down again. I try to look away, but I can't. My gaze is drawn to her naked breasts, the breasts I know so well, the breasts I love to gently tease with my tongue, the pink nipples I love to suck until completely hard, the sensitive skin I love to nibble.
