Wedding Night – Olive and Liam

Liam: Baby, the only thing I regret was waiting so long.

Oliver took my hand and led me to his bedroom. Olive soon emerged from the bathroom. She was wearing her prettiest nightie.

Liam: You look dirty to me.
Olive: Wwwwwhat?
Liam: You need a shower! (Said with a grin.)
Olive: Yeah! (Said with relief.)

We stayed in the shower for so long, that the water started to run cool. First, I just looked at him, he was beautiful. He had long slender muscles like a swimmer. He had curves in all the right places. His perfect little nipples were hard. He had a slender, short penis with a tiny tapered head. The little collar surrounding the head was dainty. Hanging from the base of his pretty peter was the tiniest little sack I could imagine. The balls inside it were like petite marbles. The skin surrounding them was so extremely tight that there were no wrinkles.

The hair on his body was sparse and soft. I dropped to my knees and washed his privates gently and softly, giving them my full attention. I discovered that his little balls were as sensitive as his penis. His little toes flexed as I stroked his tiny sack. I gently fondled the perfect little shaft using my soapy thumb and index fingers. When I tickled the tiny pink head, he jerked and gasped.