When it finally did, sometime around 3:00 AM that morning, they found themselves naked and cradling each other. The edibles they'd eaten around midnight that they'd purchased during an earlier Red Light District window-watching stroll, were perfectly massaging their brains into the most relaxed and happy of spaces.

They had both cum—a lot. The afterglow was as heavy as humidity. It was clear that they were about to embark on something fairly wild together—a marriage based on an intense sexual appetite—love and intimacy and kink all rolled into one.

"I can't wait to fuck you forever." Tate said.

Molly gleamed. "MMmm, I can't wait to fuck YOU forever." She was...