Mandy was sitting on the bed when he got to his hotel room, her back resting against the headboard. And all she was wearing was of his new fantabulous tee-shirts... the yellow one... sleeves cut off. She smiled at him brightly.
"Hey baby."
"Hey."
"Wanna talk about it?"
"Yeah," he replied, dropping his clothes with each step to the bed.
"Come here," she said, patting the spot by her side.
Adam, by now naked, lay by Mandy's side on the bed and put his head down on her lap. She ran her hand through his long locks, gently massaging his scalp.
"I don't like the Undertaker and Mick Foley SO does NOT reek of awesomeness."
"I know baby."
"I mean... we're not the ones who screwed him at Survivor Series. That was Kurt and his freakishly look-alike brother, Eric."
"I know."
"We even gave him a present. Thanks for the urn idea by the way."
"It was my pleasure."
Adam was running his hand along his beloved's outer thighs while they spoke and his fingers now slid to her inner thigh, gently spreading her legs.
"And Mick... he used us," the stunning blonde went on.
"Yes he did."
"Just because 'Taker took out the Angle twins, we were used as fodder to his anger."
"Fodder?" Mandy raised a fine eyebrow à la Rock.
"Kat gave Jason word of the day toilet paper... he shared."
"I see."
By then, Adam's fingers had been thrusting in and out of Mandy's pussy, making her take sharp breaths when waves of pleasure rocked through her.
"And then... then he, that mean, mean Undertaker man, threw away your urn and our note... very cold."
"Quite the bad man," she sighed.
Adam settled Mandy's leg over his shoulder and buried his head between her thighs, licking up and down her fragrant slit, using his very talented tongue to part her swollen folds and drink in his favored nectar.
"Adam," she whispered, "baby..."
"Yeah," he looked up, the lower half of his face covered in her juices.
"I was supposed to make you feel better."
"Are you feeling good?" he asked, sliding up her body until his hips were snugly tucked between her thighs.
"Yeah," she managed to say as he started to slide into her.
"Then I don't need anything else to make me feel better."
Adam covered Mandy's mouth with his, pushing his tongue into her mouth at the same time as he pushed his hard-on into her body. He kissed her thoroughly, moving his hips as he did his tongue... driving her closer and closer to the edge by moving over her slowly, driving her nearly insane with wanting him.
Mandy tasted herself on his mouth, on his tongue and it made her want him all the more. Adam felt Mandy's near mindlessness and slowed down his pace. She looked up at him, wide-eyed. He smiled at her, not moving for a long minute, driving her to madness, making her move her hips frantically, trying to elicit him back to movement.
Adam finally started to move again, inch by inch, pulling himself out of his girl and then thrusting in fast and hard. An orgasm, the first of many, claimed her, cries of bliss dying in her throat. The lovemaking quickly went into overdrive and they collapsed, holding each other tight, over the edge (PUN INTENDED!!!)