Chapter 75

• Zheme laid his bride, his love, his forever on the bed, eyes filled with lust as they analyzed her naked form. Her curves were as prominent as ever, stomach flat, breast stiff, waist small and her thighs that were delicately stretched wide for him were as soft and flawless as a baby's bottom.
• Her body too glowed as though it was bathed in gold and oiled down at least forty times daily, and her half lidded eyes which were filled with desire, pulled at his desperation, making his already hard shaft swell.
• He dived between her legs; head first, tongue sliding across the pink bud between her folds.