She was impressed.They arrived at their hotel and checked in and began kissing passionately when suddenly Morgan yawned right into the kiss. "Baby, I'... seriously tired. I didn't sleep all night because I was nervous. Do you mind if I sleep some?" Of course, she shook her head but that was a lie. She did mind. This was not how she envisioned her honeymoon. She imagined it filled with passion, not a nap.So instead of having him rip off her wedding dress, she took it off herself. 'How romantic,'. D- ok sayali!!!M- ok so wats’ the plan for today.D- today I will leave you towards hotel thats it.M – ok!! I am quite tired today so let’s go to hotel. I well got fresh up & then let’s have some beer??D- ok mam I mean sayali as you say.M – ok they give me your no. So we can content.We exchange each other no. And went towards to the hotel. I done check-in & went inside to my room after 15-20 min I got ready (wearing a blue top dress which was long toward my knees little short than that).Free Sex. I knew which dresser belonged to each girl and where their panties were located. This was going to be fun. I never once thought to ask how they would know if I got the right ones labeled. If I had, I would have been ready for a night I would never forget.I thought I would start with the upstairs first. They seemed to be the ones that went to bed earlier than the downstairs. One by one the lights went out, and, after waiting what I thought was a good amount of time, I started my task. The first. I started making puns using the word ass, like "Ass-suming we both like this", and that broke the ice. She said that she sometimes wanted to be dominant, but that she didn't know how to say it. I almost always took the lead in our sex play, and if she wasn't in the mood, she either had to play along or get warmed up when she wasn't in the mood to get warmed up. She said that she wanted my ass sometimes, wanted me to feel what it was like to get fucked. She liked getting fucked, but it was such.