Ryan woke up from his nap.

Ryan stirred from his nap to find Marlissa bobbing her head up and down his erection while fondling his balls. He could never get tired of the idea of always waking up to receiving blowjobs. He propped himself up to watch her pop his cock from her mouth. She stared back at him, grinning as she licked the length of the underside of his thick shaft. He let out a low moan when she twirled her tongue around his cockhead before deepthroating him.

"Fuck," Ryan groaned as his balls tightened. Marlissa wrapped her lips around his cock and furiously stroked his salvia-covered shaft until he blasted the back of her throat with jets of sticky cum. He collapsed back onto the bed while he let her clean his deflating cock.

"Are we going to have non-stop sex again?" he wondered.

"No," Marlissa replied, licking her lips. "I just wanted to feed one last time before we drive to New York. It will a long trip, no?"

"You should get packing then." Ryan was in no rush at the moment to get off the bed. Besides all of his clothes fit into one old duffel bag.

Marlissa rolled off the bed and delicately removed her newly bought clothes and shoes from the shopping bags and organized them into her suitcases. Ryan was entranced to watch her excitedly check herself in the mirror with each blouse, skirt, and dress. Naked or clothed, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever laid his eyes upon.

"What should I wear for the trip?" Marlissa asked, looking at Ryan in the reflection in the mirror. She stood there with just stockings on while holding in one hand the green floral summer dress she had worn before and in the other a white baby tee and a short green circle skirt.

"The skirt," Ryan answered. He wanted to see her long, slender legs during the trip.

"I agree!" she chirped, setting aside the outfit before continuing to pack.

"We should get dressed," Ryan suggested after hanging up with the front desk. "The valet will be up soon with the luggage cart."

The valet smiled nervously when Marlissa greeted him at the door in her tight t-shirt, that exposed her flat midriff, and circle skirt that showed off her long, smooth legs. Ryan carried his own duffel bag and a near-indestructible, watertight, and airtight Pelican camera case holding the ancient tome he had used to summon Marlissa.

Once again the guests and staff in the lobby stopped to ogle at Marlissa while she waited next to Ryan at the front desk to settle their hotel bill. Marlissa felt like a celebrity, enjoying the attention that she had never experienced before since her past mortal masters kept her hidden from the public to maintain their secret carnal pleasures. Ryan ignored the stares knowing full well their envy of him and lust of her could never be satisfied.

"Sorry about the noise from our room," Ryan told the male front desk clerk as he handed over his credit card to settle the hotel bill. "We're newlyweds." He flashed his wedding band.

"It's quite all right, sir," the clerk responded, stealing a quick glance at the statuesque redhead as he processed the transaction. "We hope you enjoyed your stay in our town."

"Oh yes," Ryan remarked with a smirk as he took his credit card back. He could not complain with all the pussy he got.

The valet took Marlissa's luggage to the front door while Ryan went to get his four-door Jeep Wrangler. The back of the Jeep, with its rear sets pushed down was filled with Marlissa's suitcases. The redhead smiled and thanked the valet for opening the passenger door for her with a magical suggestion that he would be hard and have the stamina of an ox until sunset. The young man hurried off to release some sexual tension.

Ryan got into the car and Marlissa leaned over to kiss him.

"What's that for?" he asked.

"Because you are a good master, lover, and husband" she replied. "I love you."

"I love you too," he said, kissing her back.

They left the town with smiles and a relationship neither of them expected to have.