The Secret in the bridal chamber

Late at night, the noise of the yard as the tide receded. Squeezed into the window deep wine, orange lights in the dense open.
Today is my wedding with great rejoicing, and the beloved man finally came together, this should be the most important of my life fate. It is said that a woman's life is actually starting from the marriage. Some also say that women get married is the second reincarnation, I believe this is true.
When the sun during the day is taken away into the sunset of the stars, tired from all parts of the body coming in, and a pass through the traditional channel programmable, and I really were struggling to cope. Nervous, excited a little scared there, floating out from the skin, in the night drifts.
At this time I sat in the edge of the bed, covered with red lid, waiting, waiting, waiting for my man to come and opened another section of my life.
The door opened, a bunch of sound falls on the marble floor, leather shoes, very crisp, a man came to me. Since clutter is not difficult to find the voice of rhythm, he drank a lot of wine. Lid lift to go, like an oven of the alcohol, and the faint smell of tobacco Shining eyes spray in my face, I reeled. Even child camel hair body trembled.
Husband unlock my clothes when I was a little regret.
I do not know exactly why. His fingers move so familiar, like a sliced bread, as in the peel. I realized that the Nalv his lips smile, though it buried in the flesh in laughter. That smile and smile and be mixed with something else mean. The feeling of a woman is first class, I always think so. After all, the wedding can be, ah, I have no reason to refuse his request. Before this, I pledge to him, the time must be sacred to the wedding night. This time, the outside has been cleared of the people to drink, wink children indoor lights to blink too complicated and confusing.
I'm broken like a new fragrant flowers petals scattered in the wind. I did not even hint of a sense of ecstasy, and his burning passion for intense, no can I light. His eyes are like two flexible ropes tied tightly to me, I am choking. His wheat-colored skin, oozing sweat, they are merged into a creek meanders through my body. His shortness of breath, severe crash, let me nervous. In his moment of climax coming, he groaned deep, vigorous hands hugged my waist, nail embedded itself in my flesh, in his strong twitch, my trembling body as a leaf rotating torrent . In his moment of eruption, I appeared a brief syncope.
I just think my body has become a mud. Set in platinum diamond ring on the ring finger cold, lights out the window the night was like a deep philosopher.
I put myself into the bathtub, bubble, slowly close your eyes, lie down and let hot water to embrace my body, caressing my face, flooding my hair.


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