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The Honeymoon Suitethis story is part of the FanClub (fm:first time, 5640 words) [1/2] show all parts

Author: oldglassman
Added: Oct 28 2003Views / Reads: 9976 / 8361 [84%]Part vote: 9.00 (13 votes)
Tiffany's honeymoon was even better than she had dreamed. There was just one hitch, it wasn't her new husband that got to do the honors.
 


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THE HONEYMOON SUITE

I glanced in the rear view mirror as I drove away from the hotel, staring at the large H which was brightly emblazoned on the exterior wall, near the top of the tall building. <I wonder just how close that thing is to the honeymoon suite? Not as close as I've been this evening.> I turned onto the entrance ramp to the expressway, noting just how little traffic there was and glanced at the digital clock on the dash. 4:23. <Thank god I don't have to get up and go to work.> My mind started to drift back to the events that lead up to this morning and the dumb, stupid thing I did. <What I did was to get the wildest, best piece of pussy I ever had. Still, it was stupid.> Just that thought began causing me discomfort as the blood began to flood away from my brain and down to my groin. Grasping the crotch of my Tuxedo pants, I tried to adjust it, amazed that it could still function after such an incredible workout I had just spent five hours, eating, getting eaten, fucking and getting fucked, and whatever else a hot, horny male in his mid twenties, and a beautiful, well proportioned, sexy, hot, nineteen year old female do on her wedding night. It was all done on the large, heart-shaped bed in the honeymoon suite. There was just one problem. I wasn't the groom

Where was the groom while all this was taking place? Passed out, dead drunk on the same large, heart-shaped bed beside us.

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