I reached around and twisted Jill’s butt plug. She moaned on my cock. I moved my hand to her dripping pussy. I placed my fingers on the sides of he... labia and moved them back and forth with her clit and labia between my fingers. I plunged two fingers in her pussy for a few strokes. Then back and forth between rubbing her clit, and fingerfucking her. I came powerfully in Jill’s mouth as I hung onto the headboard with one hand, and Jill’s pussy with the other. Just as my orgasm was subsiding. I did my morning things, I empty and sterilized the holding tank, then stood under the hot shower for a long time. I probably didn't need it as much as Harvey, but it still felt good.Once I was dressed in a black tee and jeans with only a few small holes in them, I switched out the Glock for my Smith and Wesson concealed hammer .38. The smaller revolver was much easier to conceal, and I felt that it was way more dependable than any automatic. Plus I really didn't need a pistol all that much. So delayingit a bit wasn't such a bad thing, as you will see.*****Boy, did my new husband do some big-time sucking up the next morning. Ihad to reassure him it was okay with me, that it was better to wait thanfor our first sex as a married couple to be a less-than-perfectexperience. Oh, and I got to rub it in a little: "But now you REALLY oweme," I told him with a smile and a wink.At checkout we handed my wedding dress, now back in its protective bag,to the bellman for safekeeping till Mom got. Taking my time I sucked and bit her pert pink nipples as she moaned and hissed in turn. My tongue traced the round underside of Sophie’s breasts, before making a line to her belly button which seemed to be acting as a tiny piss catchment basin. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to give me a sample taste and I left Sophie’s belly button cleaner then I found it. Moving on, the slow journey approached its savory culmination. Running my tongue down Sophie’s lower belly through a tiny patch of sandy.