It was our wedding night, and while most couples are either too fucked up to fuck or too tired, we were the complete opposite. It was the most intense night of my life. He tied me to the beautiful four-poster bed and fucked me with a champagne bottle.
It was 2 am in the morning, and he carried me up to our newlywed room, which was decorated with rose petals, candles, and a bottle of champagne sitting in ice.
As soon as we entered the room, we began making out, pinning me to the wall as he ran his hand through my hair, down to my dress, where he started unzipping.
Letting my wedding dress hit the floor, I stood there in all white, matching lingerie, including stockings.
Still wearing my high heels, he flung me on the bed, pulled my knickers down with his teeth and began fondling my pussy.
It was then that he reached for the champagne bottle as he ordered me to be a “good girl and take it”.
Before popping the bottle open, he slid the corkscrew end into my pussy and began gently fucking me with it.
I felt like his little slutty wife as he began fucking me harder and faster with the bottle as I moaned in pleasure.
I came all over the bottle, whimpering as I did. After I had come, he replaced the bottle with his fingers and fingered me as hard as he could. Causing me to squirt all over our bed.
After I had come twice, he got me into the missionary position and slid his huge 8-inch dick into me.
Fucking me roughly, with his hands around my throat, we both moaned in delight.
We fucked in countless positions, and ended the fuck with him spraying the champagne all over my tits and licking it up.
We both lay there on the bed panting after, it was our best fuck ever!
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