That year, on his anniversary, he got a note at work and a box. Inside it was the tux from his wedd
That year, on his anniversary, he got a note at work and a box. Inside it was the tux from his wedding and an invitation to the same honey moon suite from the wedding night. Surprisingly he still fit the tux, and headed to the hotel. He asked for the key to the room, and it was waiting under his own name. Stepping into the room he could hear someone masturbating. The deep breathes and sighs coming from around the corner. He turned to see her there, wearing the wedding down, shoving her fingers in and out of her pussy. "Pull your cock out…“ she panted. He did as she asked. She came hard on her fingers, as he worked his shaft with his hand watching. She sat down on the bed, lifting the dress around her hips and pulling her soaked panties off. She tossed them to him with the simple instruction "Now, drop your pants and hang them around your dick.” and again he did as she asked and then stepped forward, kneeling on the bed between her spread legs. His cock slid into her pussy without much effort, like a perfect fit. As the head hit the back wall of her cunt, she gasped and closed her eyes. "That dress looks great on you.“ he whispered as he pulled back for another thrust. As the walls of her snatch gripped his cock on the way back in she bit her lip, took a deep breath and looked up at him again. "Better than it does on my sister?” -- source link