“Goodnight,” I say and she says it back and then I click off the lights. I have no idea what time it is but I wake up to the sound of the shower r...unning. I rub the sleep from my eyes and glance at my phone on the nightstand. 28 missed calls. It’s 1 in the morning too.I wonder if Hannah got enough sleep and decided she wanted to feel clean? She probably has felt awful, dirty, all day.I roll over to face the door and notice the door to the bathroom is open. I furrow my brows. Why would she leave. The priest raised an eyebrow, but said nothing, and continued on.After the morning wedding and afternoon reception, they headed for the hotel. They were flying out the next day but their wedding night would be here and now. She had packed everything they needed. She included her special bag of toys. He knew nothing about them.When he offered to carry her over the threshold, she refused. It would not have been easy for him anyway. They were the same height, but he was lean and thin. She was not. John wiggled the head of my cock against Tom’s tight little hole, which immediately made me hard thinking about fucking him. John remarked, “Yea, that’s it,” as I watched him push his thumb into Tom’s tight little hole.John now gradually pulled the skin of my dick back, mushrooming the head, and as he started to push it into Tom’s tight little hole, Tom arched his back. John told him to spread his ass cheek and as he did, Tom pushed back, accepting my cock, as John slowly tried to guide me to. Cassandra looked in the bar mirror watching the man and woman in the booth directly behind her. They were talking quietly. His body was turned toward hers while his arm rested on the table in front of them. He appeared to whisper something in her ear then gently kissed her cheek. She turned her head as if to respond, and his lips touched hers for a moment. It was a gentle, pleasant demonstration of affection, mesmerizing with its ease.From behind one end of the wall at the back of the bar, a.