Peyton said nothing. She couldn’t. All she could focus on was her fingertips as she traced over every cut and burn on Caleb’s chest against her wi...ll, the appendages running over raised scars that had required stitching, the discolored and wrinkled cylindrical marks that dotted his torso, and the evident cut of his muscles beneath the pale skin. Most of the scars looked old, the marks silvery and thin, almost invisible. Some, though, weren’t, a few appeared only weeks old. Peyton couldn’t. Immediately my heart starts pounding- I know it's on. So I say 'you guys wanna finish these drinks and have our next round at the hotel?' They agree and I immediately start getting hard but now it's time to leave so I focus on anything else to keep it in check and my boxer briefs help keep it not noticeable.We walk into the hotel together and up the elevator to the room. No one says much of anything, just some vague smiles and lost in thought about what was going to happen and how good it. She wrapped her legs around my head and laid back and enjoyed what was happening. Soon she was ready. She had a larger clit that normal, but that made it much easier to pay attention to. I assaulted her clit…sucking hard on it, like a tiny cock. Then, she exploded in orgasm. As she came, her girl cum squirted out and onto my face. My favorite kind of girl. I love girls that squirt. Once her orgasm was over we laid on the bed and fondled each other into our sleep. The next morning we woke up. She had been 'antsy' ever since. Twice during the reception she had tried to maneuver me into an empty room for a quickie, but instead of thinking of her steaming hot pussy I thought of the consequences of getting caught so I put her off again. I knew that she had to be so horny that she wanted to scream, but I had to put her off one more time because there just wasn't any way to take care of a wife who was eight months pregnant on the front seat of a pick up truck. I told her to hang on just a.