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A Wedding Day to Remember Ch. 03
Date: 10/14/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Mature, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: , Source: xHamster
with a wonderful climax. Carl and his son both pulled out of me and I just knelt there with my eyes closed enjoying the afterglow. Carl said, "Well, that took care of that. You better get going, Tracy, before Peter comes looking for you. And you better keep your mouth shut about this; if I find out you told anyone your husband is going to be out of a fucking job." I said, "Don't worry, Carl, he will never find it out from me and unless you tell Jackie yourself she will never find out either." I stood up and pulled my skirt down from my hips where it had gathered. I walked out and got on the elevator. I went back into the bar and picked up four more men, one at a time as ordered. I fucked one in the men's room, one in the soda-machine room because his wife was asl**p in their room. The others I just took to our suite and fucked them on the couch while Peter sawed logs in the bedroom. I felt that my pussy was just too sore to keep doing it, I looked at the time and it was 2:30 am. I shut and locked the door after the last man left. I went into the bathroom and took a long overdue bath and, of course, before I did, I sat on the pot forever, releasing air and pee as well as shit. I got all nice and clean. I lay down next to my snoring husband and I just could not go to sl**p. I lay there re-living each and every man that had me today, starting with Terry and Charlie right up to the last man that I brought to our room. I counted 88 men and one boy. No wonder my ... legs hurt. I laid my hand on Peter's crotch and I felt his dick stir, I wondered if I could get him hard again, I felt I owed it to him. I know that the man got him off, but it was my duty, not his. I grabbed hold of Peter's peter and help it as I softly played with it. I felt it getting hard and as I did I increased my movement of my hand and fingers. Soon Peter was stiff as a board. I sat up, then leaned over taking him in my mouth. I felt him bucking his hips up and down as he called out my name, "Tracy, Tracy, Tracy, Oh, Tracy." I felt this cock twitch and out poured his cum. I swallowed it and I knew that now I could sl**p. I woke up the next morning with one hell of a hangover; I guess that I drank more than I thought I had. I heard Peter in the living room talking on the phone, when he finished he came back to the bedroom and bounced back into bed. He saw that I was awake and he said, "Wow, what was some honeymoon last night, wasn't it? I don't remember much but I sure as hell remember taking your cherry last night. What did we do it, three maybe four times?" I looked at him wondering just how many time that man sucked peter off, then said, "Three, honey, we did it three times and you were so terrific. You are a great lover. I just could not get enough dick last night to save my life. You are an amazing lover." Peter was happy and I was glad he was. I got up, slipped on my robe and walked out into the living room. Peter said, "I ordered ...