The flight to the island went smoothly. They hailed a cab and were whisked off to their beach front cabin. Hank called in some chips from friends he knew in DC. The cabin faced the ocean and fronted a white sand beach. The cabin was very secluded.
Amy stood at the door, looking out at the water as Hank brought the bags. "I think we packed too much," he thought as he put them down. As he looked up he could see Amy silhouetted in the door. It seemed to him he had waited a lifetime for this moment. She was his wife. He walked up behind her and put his hands on her hips. "Do you like it, Mrs. Dixon?"
She turned to face him. Tears were running down her cheeks. "Like it? It is perfect. It is like a dream come true." She kissed him. She took his hand and they walked to the bed.
They fell into bed locked in each other's arms. There was no urgency, no rush. They kissed over and over, breaking only long enough to look at each other. No words were used, none were needed. Hank's hand went down to the back of her thigh. He gently but slowly slid it up until his hand felt her panties. He rolled his hand around her thigh to the inside. His fingers pushed aside the soft fabric and found her very wet pussy. It seemed to feel even better than it did the first time so many years before. Hank extended one finger and began to rotate her clit softly, sliding it in her pussy, pulling out her juice and rubbing it on her clit. Her hand moved down and started to rub his cock through his pants. He could sense the need in her body growing by the way she was squirming beneath him.
Hank sat up and looked down at her. Amy smiled and asked, "What?"
Hank replied, "My God, You are so beautiful. I don't think I could be any more in love with you than I am right now."
He lowered himself down her body. His hands slid her skirt up until it was around her hips. He gently pulled her panties off, and then tossed them aside. They were soaked with her juices. Slowly inch by inch, Hank's face moved to her pussy.
He looked at her pussy. Her lips were already puffy and it was moist with her juices. His tongue touched her gently. She arched her back in response pressing her pussy against his mouth. He slowly pushed his tongue deep into her pussy. He could tell from her reaction she was appreciative.
"Oh God," she cried, "Please don't stop."
Hank had no intentions of stopping. He reached up with one hand, took two fingers and spread her lips apart exposing her clit. He took the tip of his tongue and began quickly circling it. After a dozen or so times, he pushed down and sucked her entire clit into his mouth, gently sucking on it. Her pussy was sweet and her juices were thick but delicious. After a few circles around her ever growing clit, Hank extended his tongue and pushed it as deep into her pussy. Her hands wrapped around the back of his head and her fingers moved through his hair. He reached under her and lifted her ass off of the bed, pushing her pussy deeper into his mouth.
"I'm gonna cum, baby. Now...now...now," Amy moaned.
Hank released her clit from his lips and slid his tongue rapidly across it. Suddenly, her juices began to flow from her pussy coating his mouth and face. He opened his mouth and began to drink.
"I'm cumming." she squealed, "Oh my God, am I cumming!"
Finally, after what was the longest orgasm Amy had ever had, she relaxed her body just a bit.
"Oh my God, babe," she asked unbelievably, "I have never cum like that before. That felt amazing."
He lowered his mouth back on her and started licking up and down her lips, cleaning up all the juices. His tongue pushed between her ass cheeks, licking up all of her cum. He licked around her tight asshole, making her squirm.
"Yes, baby, I love it. Please make me cum again," she begged.
Hank started in on her again. He wanted her to cum in his mouth again. This time, he wasn't slow. His tongue flew over her clit as his fingers spread her lips. Her hips were off the bed pressing into his face. With no warning, again he sucked her clit between his lips. For the second time, Amy exploded in ecstasy.
"Fuck, I am cumming again!" Amy screamed.
Again her juices flowed against his lips. Not as much as the first time, but from her reaction, the feelings were just as intense. He continued to suck gently her clit until her body fell back to the bed.
"Oh my fucking God. That was incredible, baby. Is this what being married to you will be like? "
Hank moved up her body and pressed his lips to hers. She instantly put her tongue in his mouth and began to taste her cum. She kissed him for a long time, and then rolled him over.
"Now, I want you inside me." she whispered softly."Let's get out of these clothes."
Amy pulled down his shorts and released his rock hard, swollen cock. She wrapped her hand around and started to stroke. Slowly at first, then increasing in speed. She moved her face down to her hand. As she lowered her hand to the base of Hank's cock, she wrapped her lips around the head. He felt a shiver run down his spine and shuddered noticeably.
"It's ok. Let it go baby," she said softly.
Every nerve in Hank's body was on fire. His heart was racing and his stomach felt like it was in a dropping elevator. Her lips tightened around his cock as she began a sucking motion. Her hand began to move up and down on his cock in rhythm to her mouth. Hank knew he wasn't going to last too long at this rate. He raised his head to look down at her. Her long hair had spilled all over his body. He couldn't see her face. Amy's left hand had moved down her body and she was frantically stroking her clit. Her hips were bucking against her fingers.