White Chocolate (3 page)

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Desiree woke up with a huge hangover. She struggled to remember what had happened last night, but all that she could remember was that after dinner she had gone clubbing with Mark. But how had she come home, because she did not remember telling him her address? She struggled to open her heavy eye lids, and when they finally opened, she gasped. She was in some sort of suite, dressed in some night gown she did not know. Maybe Mark had booked her into some hotel because he did not know where she lived. But why, he should have taken her home with him, because she remembers feeling extremely horny. Her pussy felt a little sore, did they make love last night? Desiree could not remember a thing of what had gone down last night. She got off the bed and went into the bathroom for a pee. She saw her dress and thong folded neatly on a table in the bathroom. She took a pee and the ran some water over her face, hoping that it would make her feel better, and as she took the towel so that she could dry her eyes, she realized that it had the letters, The Ritz, Las Vegas.

What the hell was she doing in Las Vegas? She had always dreamed of getting married on the strip, but now being here
confused her. She walked out of the bathroom feeling more confused than ever. She then walked out& of the bedroom into a living room. In the kitchen there was the smell of eggs and coffee, and she went there.

“Good morning, Mrs. Desiree Cruz, I'm glad to see that you are finally awake,” Mark said as he turned around from the cooker

“Mrs. Desiree Cruz, did we get married?” she could not help but notice his fabulous erection.

“You insisted on getting married here, in Vegas, and so we got married.”

She was surprised, but also feeling extremely turned on looking at the cock that stood hard and erect.

“I would really like an explanation, but we will save that for later. Right now what I want is to have this cock of yours inside me, deep inside me.

She pulled her nightie off, tossing it onto the kitchen bar, and then she walked over to him and went into his arms, curling her fingers around his shaft as she sealed her lips onto his. She was hot and horny and really not in the mood for foreplay, something that they could always do anytime if they were really married. She wrapped her hands around his neck, and without taking her lips off his, she hoisted herself up onto his bare body and wrapped her legs around his waist, his cock at the entrance of her pussy. Mark supported her by holding her on the hips as she began lowering herself onto him, his dick driving into her pussy. The pleasure that she felt as the shaft ground seemed to bring back her memory, because suddenly she remembered everything that had happened. Her heart beating with joy at the marriage, she settled back to enjoy the cock which began moving in and out of her love hole, bringing her more pleasure than she had ever felt. She wanted to feel the cock inside her for the rest of her life.

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