1) she alone got to pick the man. 2) she wasn't promising anything - she might just dance with him or kiss him or just touch or give him a bj or go a...l the way. It all depended on how she felt then. 3) he had to wear a condom if she did have sex with him. she knows just how fertile she is and didn't want an STD. 4) I had to promise her I would keep things under control and only let happen what she agreed to.I quickly agreed to Melinda's rules (although I hated the condom rule as I always. Watching more and more of those slightly muscular legs appear made my thinly covered dick surge with the beat. I barely noticed the hand that rubbed my chest or migrated to my groin.When Mandy had Red’s skirt revealing her pellicular panties, she froze it there. Blondie’s unnoticed partner threaded the room to get to the dance trio and parked his distended groin on Mandy’s ass. She just nodded a welcoming greeting at him and continued to hike Red’s skirt. He waved at Blondie and me and began. I noticed that the little sleigh bells on his coat set up a noisy rhythm. We sounded like Christmas ponies fucking. Luckily, he was thrusting to the rhythm and tempo of Sleigh Ride, which was playing on the tinny mall speakers. Unless someone was very close, they would think it was part of the music. Soon, though, I stopped thinking of jingle bells and Christmas carols. His thick, meaty dick made it all go away. I was climbing to a very nice orgasm made even nicer by the thought that nothing. Kim acted sympathetic, but I could sense she never really gave a rat’s butt about it.Now, twenty months later I sat here, surrounded by families I’d known since childhood, the friends I’d made here, the friends my parents had made. Plus I now had Carrie and Sarah. It hit me like a physical blow. I was with family now, and I could let my grief go.So I broke down and cried like a baby, for my parents who never got to enjoy their golden years, for my brother and his wife who would never know the.