It wasn't even one of those "'til death do us part" situations either. Astandard pantyboy marriage contract is for three years. Either partycould ba...k out after then. And Stacey would only be 21. Plenty youngto go back to what he wanted to do. Whatever that was.It was a great deal all around. Though Stacey didn't seem to see it.Stacey had been a real pain in the neck about it all. He even calledchild protective services and the police to try and stop the wedding.It was a good thing that. I gave slave J a small plate of food I had been preparing, then pointed to a mat in the center of the room and told Shelly to kneel, heels to ass. First I tied her hands in front, then blindfolded her. Next I put a beat up plastic collar on her neck and hooked a leash up. Quietly I asked Shelly if she was ready for this and Shelly nodded, somewhat enthusiastically. Pulling Shelly towards the cage I sat so my asshole was just over the edge to give slave J a good view. Shelly had to use her hands. "You: I stop for a second. "Your wife doesnt do this to you? Your a very sexy teacher. How old are you guys?" I continue to suck cockYou: (You guys as in u and ur wife)Stranger: (yeah)You: I suck harder, waiting for your reply.Stranger: I cry out in pleasure, before my body tenses from the climax, and I cum deep in your throat.You: "Mmmmm..." I pull back and lick up all the cum. "Did that earn me an A?"Stranger: "You might still need a little bit more extra credit..."You: "Teach? Seriously how. We hadn't exactly dated, but we'd fooled around some after it got dark. She was the first girl who let me play with her pussy, although it was from outside her jeans only."Hey Sheila, looking good." In truth, Sheila really wasn't looking all that good. She was tall and skinny, and her tits were small. Sometimes, she would wear falsies in her bra, and sometimes she wouldn't. She got kidded a lot by people because of the falsies."Jimmy. How was graduation? Did you go to any of the parties?" There.