Great idea!

I went to the kitchen knowing she would be there. I only had to give her a look for her to know what I was looking for. She excused herself to her friends and abandoned the table to come with me. This time she made me follow her to her room, which took me by surprise since she had never done it before.

Again, she lay down offering me her legs and butt for me to massage as I wanted. I didn't waste a minute to cover her in oil and rub her with my best effort to make her happy. As I massaged her tight ass, a tiny rosebud caught my attention.

How would it feel to taste the "forbidden fruit"?

As I approached her forbidden spot with my tongue, Helen turned to face me with a worried look upon her face. However, despite her apparent misgivings, I could tell she wanted this.

It's softer than I thought... We could still keep our vows if we use our asses, right?

Come on, dear Layla. Don't forget about your true purpose... Go and look in your drawer, there you will find a small present for you.

I was compelled to obey and, looking in the drawer, found a strange contraption. A long, hard, fake virile member hung from a belt. But would it be for my waist or hers?