I pulled my room key out of my pocket and opened the door to room 219 just steps before the bridal suite."You'd better come in here then," I said nice...and relaxed as I stepped into the room, without waiting for the bride.Maxine looked relieved as she stepped into the room. I closed the door behind her and slid the bolt on the door quietly.Maxine had turned towards as she had come up against the head of the bed, "This is my wedding night you bastard, my guests are..." Here is your present," I. I could feel her pussy tightening around my cock and after just a couple more strokes, Sophie buried her face in the pillows to muffle her orgasm. I slowed down just a bit as she was still quivering, and made her feel every inch coming in and out of her tight hole. But as soon as she recovered, I pounded her deep and fast again. Sure enough, it didn't take long for her to squeeze my cock again and let out a second scream into the pillows. Her legs were now shaking, and I didn't think I'd. Gently at first but them started to become more aggressive. She kissed and licked back up my shaft and slid my cock into her mouth. She took me down her through as far as she could. I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed her down a little further. I her gag a little bit and this seemed to really turn her on. As she was working my cock with her mouth she used her other hand to flip off the neck restraint . I was so in heaven at that point I did not realize she slipped off her scrubs. By the time seven o’clock came and I heard noises upstairs, I was no mood to be nice to Jessica. I’d worn this fucking helmet all day, sucked soup and coffee through a straw and I was extremely pissed off. By the time she came down stairs I had no plans to be compliant. She was beautiful, standing behind the bars in a neck to tow PVC catsuit, made from the shiniest black skin tight rubber. Her blonde hair cascaded to just below her shoulders and she stood there asking how I was and directing me.