“Don’t be, it’s a compliment,” I said with a chuckle getting into bed.

I just laid there on my back for a few minutes. Still not certain what her intentions were, I was not making the first move. I was in a foreign country and not wanting to be accused of any illegal activity.

“May I snuggle with you?” Cinnamon asked.

“Yes, sure” I answered.

She rolled over on her side. I put my arm around her. She pressed up against me. I felt her breast press into my side. I began to get aroused.

“Andy, this is supposed to be your honeymoon. If you wish, you can pretend that I’m Debby tonight,” she whispered into my ear.

I was surprised. It took a short time to process what she said. Her fingers started running through my chest hair. It felt so good to be touched by a woman again and to be lying next to one. I kissed her on the forehead. She tilted her head and our lips met. Her lips were soft, warm, and supple. I wrapped my other arm around her and pulled her tighter. I caressed her back. She shivered at my touch. She opened her mouth and our tongues explored each others mouths. I brought my hand around to the front and cupped her breast. Cinnamon drew in a deep breath, then let it out slowly. I massaged her breast slowly and methodically. She moaned into my mouth. I lightly pinched her nipple and she jerked a little, but pressed her breast into my hand. Her hand moved lower across my stomach, then down past my waist. I felt her fingers on my penis. She rubbed the sides of my penis with the sides of her fingers. I had already grown to nearly full size. She rubbed the head of my rod and I moaned softly. She wrapped her fingers around it and began slowly pumping. My hand moved down across her stomach, then down until it encountered her bush. I stroked her bush for several seconds before moving lower to her vaginal lips. Cinnamon inhaled and exhaled deeply as I stroked the outside of her lips. I could tell she was enjoying the attention, by the warmth and moisture coming from her.

“Yes, yes, please continue!” Cinnamon instructed.

She was continuing to stroke me moving the full length of my rod. I used one finger to run between her pussy lips while continuing to caress the outsides with two other fingers. I pressed my middle finger between her lips. It was quickly coated with her juices. At the top of my stroke I pushed my finger deeper searching for her clitoris. I was soon successful and began rubbing her love button with my fingertip. Cinnamon drew in another deep breath and arched her back pushing against my finger. I moved my finger lower and pushed it into her. She jerked and moaned happily. She kissed me harder and more rapidly pumped my penis. I moved up over her onto my knees and one arm. She began directing my penis to her love hole. I withdrew my hand and used it to support myself. She pulled my rod until it was positioned to go inside her.

“I want you inside me,” she said.

I lowered myself until the head of my penis was touching her pussy lips. She pushed her pelvis up and I slipped inside her. I lowered myself until I was completely inside her. She was very tight, but her natural lubrication made it easy. Cinnamon wrapped her legs and arms around me. Her vaginal muscles gripped me.

“Make love to me! Fill me!” commanded Cinnamon.

I started pumping slowly in and out of her. With each down stroke an “ooo” or “ahh” escaped from her lips. My movement increased in rapidity. Cinnamon pushed up to meet each stroke. I was quickly reaching the point of no return.

“Cinnamon I am going to cum soon. Do you”

She cut me off. “Yes, c.cum inside me. I’m on” she said before screaming.

Her pussy contracted and relaxed around me. Her body shook and she screamed again. I pumped a few more times before I shot my load into her. I continued to pump into as her orgasm continued. She went limp on the bed. I flopped over on my back next to her. Cinnamon continued to pant trying to catch her breath for a couple of minutes. I put my arm around her and gently pulled her next to me. Her breathing returned to normal. She had a huge smile on her face. I looked at the dresser on the wall past the foot of the bed. Char was sitting there looking at us. I wondered how long she had been there.

“Goodnight,” said Cinnamon.

“Goodnight,” I said kissing her on the forehead.

She cradled into me and was soon asleep. I fell asleep smiling at her. Loving the happy, contented look on her face. I then realized how much I had missed having someone next to me in bed.

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