Courtney finally looked me in the eyes again and said, Why not? If you were to give me something of yours that had a lot of history, then theoreticall... I could use it as a symbol of my faith in you to repel Oxford. I instinctively started to reject her idea but came up short. Hell, as far as I understood the rules there was no reason for it not to work, and I even already had something that she could use. It was a relic of my human life. A pendant that had been the last gift my parents had ever. He just strokes my skin, embraces me tightly. Yes our lovemaking is so incredible words cannot do it justice at all. He smiles, sighing as he holds me close we revel in the love we feel. He teases me as we dress for dinner about wearing something for him. I am unsure if he is serious about his request. I briefly hesitate wondering if my already tender bottom could handle the invasion for an indefinite period of time. I agree to his request because I wants to please him, it matters a lot to me. She pulled me from him and kissed me with every bit of the passion he had. My cock was already rock hard! I pulled off her dress and she grabbed my head and lowered it to her breasts. Small, but perfect and perky, I licked and sucked her nipples and she threw her head back in pleasure. Her hands then guided my face back to her husband’s and he kissed me again as he started to undo my pants. I felt his hands caress me as he moved to his knees before me. Letting my pants fall to the floor, I felt. .. They are dirty, so I will scrub them." Oh no, you don't need to..." I began to protest, but she just acted like she didn't hear me and got down on her hands and knees and began to scrub the hardwood in the kitchen. She turned away so I had a beautiful view of her ass in the yoga pants she wore. It was all I could do to not pull out my dick and start to stroke it. When she was done with the kitchen and brought her bucket into the dining room I said, "I feel like I should be paying you extra!".