I placed my arms around his neck, his went around my waist, and he picked me up. With my legs around his waist, he carried me to the bed, and laid me ...own. He laid on top of me, kissing me deeply. I could feel the passion running through our bodies. He got up, removing his shirt. I took my shirt off, and undid his pants. While he finished undoing his shirt, I placed his cock in my mouth. He placed himself against the wall, and ran his fingers through my long hair. He placed his hand firmly. Margaret reached out and took her hand, “We are not going to kick you out dear. Far from it. What we want to do, the two of us, is to end the agreement as it is by making some modifications to it.”“Like what?”“Well, first off there will not be a day, or days, devoted to sex. Neither of us feel that it is a, proper thing to do. I had misgivings about it when Jim mentioned it to me, but with where we were in our relationship I agreed. It was easy as I did not know you, and did not care about your. "I'm just really glad to be a part of this. You know I don't like to get all mushy, but I'm really happy for you Jamie. You're the only person that I'd wear pink for." Thanks, man," Jamie said. "Just make sure you keep your cool when you see Denise in her low-cut gown." Low-cut?" Brandon asked, his eyes dreamily looking off into space.Jamie shook his head and said, "Man, you need some serious help."The three of them looked in the mirror, dressed in their wedding attire, and Brian joked, "You. ” The man said as his fingers intertwined with her hair. I could imagine her slurping up and down as she does with me, licking up and down his shaft, kissing it, worshipping another mans cock for measly a hundred dollars we owed, and only because I forgot to leave some cash back for her. For what felt like hours, but more than likely was just five minutes I could hear a stranger moan as my girlfriend sloppily slurped up his cock. I heard him groan and sigh in release, likely unloading into her.