A load of pearls for Mary's heavenly gates

That evening, you and Mary content yourself with a snack from the hotel's tiny convenience store, still mostly satisfied from your sumptuous barbecue and pie picnic with Lindsay in the overgrown rose garden behind the historic mansion.

When you open your eyes the next morning, you see Mary sitting at the little table, naked as Eve, her lips moving as she reads along with one of her favorite Bible passages. Her nipples are stiffly erect, popping out from the ends of her heavy breasts.

"Good morning, sweetie-pie," you greet her. "Up for another trip to Heaven with me?"

"How could you tell, honeybear?" Mary asks, tilting her head.

"Maybe the blush in your cheeks? Or it could be those two little titty boners pointing straight at me."

"Oh, Brian, you are a caution sometimes," Mary says. "But you're just the way I love you."

"How about you put your hands on the windowsill, and we can give us a little salute to the morning?" you say.

"I'd be pleased to welcome you, honeybear. It's been a little bit since we've done it standing up."

In half a minute, Mary is at the window, bent over with her hands on the sill and her butt pointing your way. You kneel down and give her a kiss on each cheek, then a deeper kiss on her pussy lips. She's already a little turned-on, her lips swollen and parted, her juice starting to flow.

"I think the wedding is finally happening out there in the courtyard," Mary says. "Oh honeybear, that feels good."

You give her clit a special kiss-kiss and raise your head. "The wedding? We can celebrate that too. Maybe the bride and groom can follow along with us."

"Oh you," Mary pretends to complain.

You stand up, give your dick a couple strokes, and enter Mary's heavenly gates.

"OH you," Mary says. "Honeybear." Definitely NOT a complaint.

"There's no place like home," you say. "Your cunt is my home, sweetie-pie."

Mary laughs. "Oh honeybear," she says. "Heaven is your home. And loving each other is how we get there. You should know, from all the ladies you've helped touch Heaven."

"God bless you, Mary, for making it right."

You lay your hands over Mary's hips and start rocking your dick in and out of her from behind.

"God bless you, Brian, for always being true in your heart, and always coming home to me."

"God bless you, sweetie-pie, for keeping it warm for me, and letting me see you touch Heaven with one of your helper boys."

Mary laughs. A ripple goes through her body, and you feel her cunt give your shaft a little squeeze.

"Tom Jackson, he is an eager young man," she says. "He took me there. Take me, honeybear."

You keep up your thrusts, slow and steady. Mary's cunt is your home, at least as far as Old Number One thinks. Your wife may not be the most exciting fuck, but it always, always feels good. Folks may say that even bad sex is good, but you've never ever had bad sex with Mary.

"I love it, sweetie-pie, when you listen in when I'm on the road."

Mary's cunt squeezes down tighter this time.

"Honeybear," she says.

"Which one of my road girls is your favorite, sweetie-pie?" you tease. "I bet you have a favorite."

Mary sighs. Her cunt squeezes down.

"Is it Sheila?" you ask, keeping up your steady thrusts.

Mary's breaths are coming fast and deep now. "Uh, uh, uh," she pants.

"Maybe it's Lottie? You had that long conversation one time." Thrust, thrust, thrust.

Each of Mary's breaths is a low moan, now.

You speed up your thrusts, feeling Mary squeezing down on your cock. Her butthole keeps giving you a cute little wink. She's close.

"Uhh, uhh," Mary grunts. "Angels. On their way."

Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust.

"I know who. Sweetie-pie. You were listening. Me and her husband took her on together. She was expecting. Six months along. Like she swallowed a watermelon."

Yes.

Mary cries out, "Natalie!" Her back muscles tense, and her head strains downward, then bucks up. "Oh heaven, heaven, heaven!"

With Mary touching Heaven, moaning and squeezing on your cock as her hips grind back at you in climax, you don't last a minute.

"Sweetie-pie, uh, uh! UH!" You grip tight on Mary's hips and hammer home your final thrusts, shooting your hot load deep inside.

It's a lazy morning after that, showering together, getting dressed and packed, then greeting Lindsay while she's still on shift. You get checked out, have her hold on to your bags, and then sit around in the sunny courtyard until Lindsay gets off shift to give you a ride to the RV mechanic.

That's the plan, anyway.

Roll +COOL(+2 with Submissive) to TELL HER you want some morning glory: 10+2 = 12, she wants it, take +1 Forward to FUCK HER.

Roll +HARD(+1 Forward, +1 Submissive = +2) to FUCK HER, 8+2 = 10, choose three: She cums (+1 XP). / She doesn't scream, pass out, or get you in trouble.​ / Take +1 Forward.

Take +1 XP. You have 3 XP, +0 Hard, +0 Hot, +1 Cool, +1 Control, Eat Pussy, and Submissive (Mary).

Roll +COOL(+2) (+1 Cool, +1 Forward) to STALK Lindsay. Is she free for anything more than dropping you and Mary at the RV mechanic? 5 + 2 = 7, you meet her in public or there's trouble in the way.