She wanted it too and couldn’t bear to wait any longer. She could do it and share a wonderful moment of realisation with him and find herself in the midst of a fairytale romance, floating on his Caribbean yacht. Moments later the door opened again and Katie jumped but it was the groom. With a heavy sigh Katie wheeled the cart of cum-stained laundry into the lift and pressed the button for the basement. She took it into her hand again, and stroked it gently up and down. Katie looked at the sleeping bride, then at the can of whipped cream, and finally to the erection still going strong on his stomach. Her panties followed and she took another glance at the sleeping bride, smiling at her as she climbed back onto the bed and felt the super soft luxury duvet against her legs. She unzipped her skirt and let it slide to the floor.
