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Despite having almost made his peace with this scene, Sam decides it's for the best if he doesn't watch. "I'll be waiting in the other room." He declares. Then he turns, and, with one last look towards his bride's deflowering, going into the other room to wait. After all, how long could this take anyway?

*six hours later*

He should've stayed in there. Sitting outside he can hear everything through the thin walls of the suite, and not knowing is worse than the knowing as his wife (and, less often, Annie) cries out in either ecstasy or pain. He tries to cut on the TV, only to find that the Honeymoon Suite apparently only gets porn channels, which doesn't help his situation.

At long last, Annie comes out of the bedroom, looking disheveled and strangely uncomfortable. "Alright, that was it. All twelve in the pussy. She's all yours."

Wordlessly, Sam goes toward the doorway, but Annie stops him before he can go in. "Uh, Sam, one thing. I may have gotten a little... carried away."

"What do you mean?" Sam asks, "It's customary for the futa to enjoy herself." Despite his complex feelings on the matter, he doesn't begrudge her that. After all, she's got to orgasm thirteen times throughout the process, so she has to enjoy herself.

"Yeah, but..." Annie trails off. Even though she thought banging Sam's virgin wife was hot, she can't help but feel bad, like she overdid it. "Well, we engage in some, uh, fetishes that may have been a little...over the top. Maybe you should see it, before you say it's alright."

Uneasy, Sam walks in and looks onto the bed, wear his wife lies, dazed. The scene before him is one of absolute debauchery. His wife, a virgin yesterday, is absolutely gaping, with steady stream of cum leaking from her pussy, which is left stretched by the combination of relentless pounding and futa pheromones. He expect that much. What he did not expect was to see a matching stream flowing from her equally loose asshole, which he himself would never dream of penetrating.

Furthermore, her whole body is drenched in cum, and he can even see some of it lying fresh in her open mouth. Her hair, also covered in futa jizz, is done up in pigtails, her ass is bright red from a spanking, and he can see what's left of the choker necklace he gave her on their third date lying snapped on the floor. She hadn't worn it to the wedding, so she must have put it on during sex for exactly that purpose.

Worst of all is the writing. Half hidden by cum, but still legible, all over her body. There's set of tally marks, labeled "Orgasms" and below that, "Lily" and "Annie", across her shoulders. Annie had sixteen, and Lily had more than Sam can count. There's several lines across her stomach, with times beside them, indicating how far Annie was able to make her stomach bulge out. And then there's words. "Whore" written across her face with her mouth forming the "O", "Stupid Bitch" across her lower back, "Butt Slut" across her ass cheeks, "Futas Only" over her stomach, "Plus Sam" in smaller letters below that, "Cum Dump" on her eyelids, and drawings of dicks with streams coming from their tips on each cheek.

Sam turns around to face Annie, dumbfounded. He knew she was supposed to enjoy herself, but this, this is just so much. But then he sees her face. She really, really looks like she feels terrible about it, like she's about to cry.

Any discomfort he feels on the matter in overwhelmed by sympathy for Annie. Sam knows futas have powerful sex drives. It only makes sense that, with a beautiful woman like his wife, Annie would get carried away. He can't blame her for that. "Listen, Annie, you did us a favor. Lily and I can't conceive without a futa helping us out, and we're grateful that it's a friend, rather than a stranger, someone who'll take the time to stop by for weekly nourishments, rather than being too busy, so if you maybe went a bit further than was strictly necessary, but that's alright. It was only your due anyway. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go make love to my wife."

With that, he goes and lays down by his bride. "Hey Lily." He whispers as he takes her in his arms.

"Hey Sammie." She whispers back, sounding a little out of it. "I'm all ready for you. We're gonna have a baby!"

"Yes we are sweetheart." He says as he slides into her well used pussy, marveling out how good it feels even stretched out, how beautiful she is, despite Annie's handiwork. "And you're gonna be a great mom. I love you so much."

"I love you too Sammie. Always and forever."

"Til **** do us part."