As he swiftly disappeared into the crowd, Sophia and Maria popped out "Ah there you are! I know we said we could wait until the photoshoot to see you again but we just couldn't contain our excitement once we noticed Geordo wasn't attached to your hip!"

"Sorry girls, now isn't a good time, I need to go uhm, powder my nose." Katarina proclaimed, impressed by her own ability to come up with a good reason on the spot. This backfired when Maria offered "Let us help you! After all it is tradition for the bridesmaids to accompany you and hold your dress while…" "Sorry! I don't feel comfortable with that, I'm just going to grab Ann since she has experience being my personal maid and…" Katarina darted off leaving her response behind her. Time was ticking and her mind was on her prince erotically waiting for her in the dressing room. She managed to make it to the room quietly closing and locking the door behind her.

Geordo was waiting, reclined on the fainting couch, his clothes loosened and ready to hit the floor when she gave the word. "Took your time, didn't you? I was beginning to think you wouldn't show."

"Ah! Once my friends saw me alone for two seconds I was swarmed! You should be proud of the quick wit I used to escape their conversation!" Katarina protested.

Geordo sat up and seductively approached his wife, kissing her deeply. "So your friends stopped you to chat again, huh? You sure it wasn't just payback for… teasing you out there before? Maybe…I'd spank you if there weren't all these layers of fabric in the way of my hand and...Let me unzip you a little, I want to see your beautiful breasts."

As he gently fondled her for the first time, Katarina turned her head in embarrassment. "Surely you jest, there's nothing remarkable about my body.. I don't have a chest like Mary, or Suzanna's womanly figure…"

Having her inferiority complex come through did damper the mood a little, but Geordo knew he could convince his wife how much he adored every inch of her. He turned her body to face his and kissed her gently on the lips before moving down her neck and towards her chest. "You've got such perfect tits sweetheart… they were made for my hands. Shhh, stop worrying, we're not going to be late. Don't think, just feel." His hands slowly massaged her while he licked her all over. As he had said, Katarina looked down to see her breast indeed fit perfectly into her husband's clenched hand.

"That's my girl, you love the feeling of my tongue running up and down, don't you? Yeah you do. Fuck, I love your sweet tits, I swear, you taste good everywhere, don't you?"

As he made his way lower, his wife instinctively lifted her wedding dress and removed the hoopskirt before holding the rest of the fabric away from her legs. "Perfect, lift up your dress, I want to make you cum on my tongue. Look at you, you're completely soaked through those lace panties. Let's get them off of you… spread your legs sweetheart. Wider! That's right, good girl, let me see all of you." Gently, he explored all the mounds and folds of his wife's vulva, he had set out to taste every inch of her and that's what he would do. Although he had originally just said it to be romantic, there was a mild sweet flavor to her body. It must be from all of those sweet treats she gobbled down earlier, he thought in amusement. "Mmm, baby don't fucking move. I know you like that, come here, let me just… slip these inside you."

The sensations were becoming too much for her to hold out much longer. Even though she had spent time preparing her body, her husband's fingers were each the width of two of hers! She had also gone slowly with herself as her nails were sharp and fingers bony. The sensation was as different as night and day to feel her husband's thick, rough hands rapidly entering her most sensitive place. She struggled to stand with the combined sensations of her prince's tongue worshiping her clit and his fingers roughly penetrating. "You feel so tight around my fingers baby, I can't wait to fuck you." He pushed his fingers in as deep as they would go, applying pressure in different areas waiting for her response, finally he found a spot that made her body convulse in ecstasy when pressed "right there" she moaned.

"Right there? Right there!" he responded, pressing firmly on the spot as he spoke. "That's my good little wife, you're such a fucking slut for me aren't you? I can feel your inner walls squeezing me rhythmically now. Go ahead, I want my pretty little wife to cum all over my tongue and face!"