On the evening of Friday, the 9th of January, it all came to a head when Clare had a question for me after we were in bed, but before we had sex."Mark... when will we be married? We, Saoirse, Eileen and I, were aware that we couldn't be married during Advent, but Christmas and Epiphany have passed now, and we all wish to be married, and we want a proper church wedding. You promised!" she reminded me in a shaking voice."Yes, we will be married, but I am not sure about a 'Proper Church Wedding' as. That's strictly Mom's department, and she's got three teenagers she has to train in proper marriage." So Harold and you didn't go over well?" asked Mary."Like a lead balloon." Did they ever meet him?" asked L."No way." I wonder if Harold would have hit on her," Mary pondered."Gross."They laughed. "I don't think he would have," L decided. "She's a bit cowed. He likes them with spunk." And he likes his spunk in them," joked Mary."Shut up and meet my siblings," Denise reddened, opening the door to. My body arches up to her and a loud moan escapes me, which I quickly muffle with my hand. When I’m pretty sure another moan isn’t going to burst out of me, my hands begin roaming her fit body; wanting to feel every inch of this amazing woman.My hands slide down to her amazing ass, gliding over it gently. My slowing mind tries to wrap my head around something missing. My hands slide under the hem of her dress and move around her waist and cheeks. She thinks they’re caressing her, but really. Now my heart is really going.. I think to myself I can't believe this is actually happening. We have a drink and you disappear into your bedroom.. After a while I knock on your door to see if you're ok and you tell me to please come in. You're laying on your bed legs wide open in nothing but your bra and panties.. instantly my cock gets rock hard. You tell me that you've got a very special treat for me. You instruct me to remove my clothes, which of course I agree. You compliment me for having.