Fuck with your cock… fuck me… Dave… oh… Dave… fuck…" Marilyn became breathless, her body wracked with new, faster drives of desire, her husband plunging with all his strength into her, his splendid body working, driving his great prick, his magnificent tool, the tool that created such shimmering beauty, so much heat, the tool that she loved, that brought her to another smashing climax, her back arched, tits aching with lust, cunt screaming as the fires of physical release burst to blazing, as her clit exploded, as Dave's cock hammered in, as his body… his muscles… his cock… cock… Cock! Fuck!!!

Dave came with a passion that was almost agony, his cum torn from his balls, ripped out, scorching though his dick, blinded by the force of his orgasm, sent into a frantic series of jolting ecstasies by Marilyn's body, shredded by the furious need, by his intense passion for her beautiful form… her body… her tits. Her cunt!! YES!!

"Ohhhhhhh, Marilyn! OHHH!" He crashed into her cunt until he fell exhausted, streaming sweat, on top of the body he loved – loved enough to marry.

"Oh. Dave!" Never had she felt so completely satisfied. Never had she felt so much a woman.

Marilyn held the man tenderly, cradling him, caressing the body that gave so much enjoyment.

"I love you, Dave. So much. And forever."

"Yes." He took her in his arms and they lay very quietly together.

CHAPTER TWO

The bellboy pulled the drapes. "Nice view from here, sir. All across the beach."

"Yeah. Nice." Carl handed the kid a dollar and slung his suitcase onto the bed to start unpacking. "I'll call you if we need anything, kid." The first thing Carl unpacked was a full quart of bourbon.

"I can get you some ice, sir."

"Okay."

"And a couple of tall glasses. Bar glasses, kid," Brenda said quickly. "I hate drinking out of those damn glasses in hotel bathrooms." She sat on the bed and started to take off her shoes.