#marybil

Sybil lied on the bed, stroking her new wives face tenderly with her hand, gently moving the tousled hair on her face behind her ear before kissing her lips softly. They had the entire day to themselves, and being newlyweds, they were sure to find something to do. Sybil gazed into Mariead’s eyes lovingly, falling deeper with every moment locked on them. “So, Miss Crawley,” Sybil said, running a hand down Marieads back and around her waist, pulling her close, “how do you feel?” Although their night had certainly been eventful, in more ways than one, Sybil wanted to be sure Mariead was comfortable with their new act performed as wives. She kissed her tenderly again, locking another gaze.