She was of mixed race, with lovely caramel skin.“Shall I get to work, sir?” Raquel asked, smiling.Again, I nodded, and Raquel dropped to her knees...in front of me. She parted my thighs to get closer and began unbuckling my belt.“You’ll have to pay for Jessie anyway, I hope that’s alright, sir,” Raquel said, grinning.It was fine with me. It was certainly even more exciting this way, having the married assistant manager suck my cock. And if Raquel was no good at it, I could always tell her to send. I was so turned on as those guys on the screen were hammering some slut's cunt and mouth at the same time. I reached down and twirled your hardened nipples between my fingers. Then we heard someone putting a key into the lock. I pulled you up against my chest just as the door opened. It was that other couple and apparently they rented this cubical out to more than one couple at a time. No words were spoken and they set down at the other end not that it was all that far away from us and began. Sucking was the next agenda but it took a couple of attempts till she copped her first mouthful, but sucking was mainly used to now lubricate it before banging her bum or to harden it for the morning screw, but now an again she sucked him dry and was always in a fit of giggles as she fell away with the results seeping out of her mouth. Now totally conditioned and wearing no underwear she only has to life her dress displaying that triangle of hair or have her tits bared or begin to suck on her. I put the bottle down, and immediately my lovely bride sat her tight-mini-skirted ass down on my lap. ‘Cheers,’ she said in a husky voice, scanning me with naughty eyes while ostensibly clinking glasses. We both took a sip, then we closed eyes and kissed for a long, long time. For the moment she ignored the fact that my dick was trying to poke through two layers of fabric in order to reach it’s favorite place on earth. ‘Happy wedding day, darling,’ she breathed. ‘Technically, that was.