He wonders why he still wanted to make a good impression on her after all this time.While he was still debating why he was doing this it really didn't... matter because he still went off and still did everything he could to impress her. He was also debating on whether or not to take her on a stroll through the garden in the moonlight.Wolfgang thought he might actually make his move on her tonight to woo her into his bed and see what happened. Not since his wife died had anyone managed to get past. Mercy, she does have an effect on me. She gave me that pouty face of hers and held out her cuffed hands toward me. It crossed my mind that I may not be the one in control here. I separated her cuffs, unlocked them from her wrists and watched as she headed for the bathroom. Room service was at the front door, so I closed the bedroom door on the way out. I watched in amazement as the young man set the table. Did I really order that much food? I saw the bedroom door open and wondered if his smile. At the same time I press on the base of the butt plug, forcing it deeper into her rectum.My hips are slapping against her ass as I fuck her harder and faster, and I can feel her finger rubbing her clit faster, and then I say, “If you admit you’re a whore, you may cum.”“I’m a whore… I’m your whore,” she says in a trembling voice as my cock slams in and out of her. I can actually feel her vaginal walls tightening around me as she gets closer, and as I drive myself as deep inside her as I can,. Cash could see the crowd from where he was waiting. It had been quite a job to schedule the wedding at a time and place that allowed most of the regs to attend. As he looked out at them he could see people from all over the globe. There were some from the UK and New Zealand and Canada. There were people there from all over the US as well. It was a good turnout.He marvelled at the variety of clothing. They had told everyone to "come as you are." It looked like they had done just that. He saw.