The WIngs of Love Ch. 02

At the Hilton, when we identified ourselves, the manager introduced himself, and explained about the room. "The room that opened up is the bridal suite. The couple that had reserved it was caught in an airport during the storm. What a place to spend your honeymoon huh?" He continued as we entered the elevators, "So anyway if you like the room, we?ll give it to you at the price of a regular room, since I won?t be able to book it for full price this late." As we entered the room, I wondered just how much this room normally cost; I was thinking probably about $300 or more a night. The room was laid out as a small apartment. As we entered to the right was a small kitchen area complete with refrigerator, sink and everything. To the left was a bathroom, with separate shower a selection of movies was neatly arrayed, on a shelf on the table next to it, and a 6 CD changer. There was also big comfortable looking couch and chairs, and in the corner by a large picture window was a hot tub, that was even larger than the tub in the bathroom. The walls were tastefully wallpapered in a muted pastel I spoke to the manager and said, "We?ll take it." He replied, "Great I?ll call down and have your bags sent up." As he stepped into the bedroom to use the phone, Angel came up beside me, and I pulled her in front of me, so I could hold her, as we gazed out at the snow covered countryside. I whispered to her, "this is almost as good as being on a real honeymoon with you."

We came back to the real world as the doorbell rang. It was the bellman with the bags, and a waiter with a cart. As the bellman carried the bags into the bedroom, and placed them on the bed, the Lara Travesti waiter rolled the tray into the sitting room and unloaded it on the table. The manager thanked us and left. As the bellman I had hidden within her folds, and sucked it into my mouth. As I did, I felt a tug on my legs, glancing back at Angel, I saw what she had in mind, and swung my leg over her, so that I was straddling her body, with my cock poised above her face. I felt a cool sensation, on my cock and knew that Angel was following my example with the strawberry. As she pulled me down, to her waiting mouth, I resumed my explorations of her depths. It was hard to concentrate on my attempts to please her, with the sensation of her lips and mouth surrounding me as her tongue worked its magic on me.
After I was sure that I had gotten every drop of champagne that I could, I became so eager