"She's fine," he said, deciding that his wife didn't need all of the details. "Would you like to talk to her?" Sheri started shaking her head, her eye... wide."Yes!" Carolyn said. Cain held out the phone to Sheri with a smile."Hey there," she said into the phone, her southern drawl firmly in place but glaring daggers at Cain.They talked for a few minutes, Sheri essentially repeating what Cain had said, and promising to try to be back before dark.She hung up and held the phone out to Cain.He put. Amy could feel his peter throbbing and squirting. Tim kept pumping.Finally he shoved his peter in as far as he could, shuddered and slumped on top of her.Tim lay across her, panting. “That was spunk. It’s what happens when a guy fucks a girl he likes.” His peter was still in her, throbbing. It wasn’t squirting anymore.Amy was ashamed and disappointed. She’d just done something she thought she wasn’t supposed to do until she was married and she didn’t get to enjoy it as much as Tim seemed to,. " One would be horribly wrong," I said."Bingo." She handed me a teabag. "So you're really married to this girl."I saw her eyes. Something I'd never noticed before. "Yeah, Jen. She's it. Really is it." Oh, well. I personally think that she made a good choice, fella. Just sayin'. And I hope the tea does you some good." She reached back into her desk. "Here. Honey. Better than sugar." Thanks, Jen," I said. "I appreciate it." I left, made a cup of tea, returned the bottle of honey. Waved. She was. We were nearly at the door of our suite. As soon as we were inside I went to the bedroom. In our absence the staff had removed the coverlet from the big bed and made everything ready for our night together. I lay back naked on the cool sheet and kicked my feet in their deliciously tight shoes. “Come and fuck me,” I said softly. “Please.” Bob looked down at me. “I’m not sure I can just yet,” he said. “Not after what your waitress friend did to me.” “Beast.” “But I’m sure I can work up an.