I looked at his face, searching for a hint of emotion. He seemed proud but grossed out slightly. "Eww go clean that up," I lied. "Queer," he winked.I ...anted to take his hand in mine and lick some of it off. I wanted to feel his cum soaked hand wrap around my cock, and for him to bring me to the edge of finishing. I wanted to roll around with him.He got back into bed and I waited for him to fall asleep so I could go to the bathroom for my turn. The next morning, we decided to make a pact. We. He was between my legs again, and shoving his cock up inside me like he had the first time he did me against the alleyway wall. This time he had a condom on, and being fucked seemed way more dirty with it as he worked in and out of me with that thick hard cock of his. he was bottoming out with each stroke and making me see stars as i shuddered through tiny orgasms."that's it, little slut, moan for it," he said into my ear. "Spread your legs for me. spread your legs for big daddy's hard. I would have most of the evening to myself, not something I would normally wish for but tonight I welcomed it. I puttered around the house a bit and in the early evening grilled myself a Porterhouse steak. I cooked up some frozen vegetables, broccoli with cheese sauce and poured myself a Guinness. After the rather satisfying meal, I poured another Guinness and casually made my way into the bedroom and sat at the edge of the bed glancing out the window. I could not see my new friend. Where could. The Agreement - Part 1"It's as simple as this Chrissie..." Sarah said, "...if you want to carryon, then these are my..." She paused, smiling and taking a sidewaysglance at Claire. "...These are 'OUR' rules!"This wasn't a surprise to me as Sarah had pre-warned me that a change wasneeded and that a new a new set of 'terms and conditions' were to be putto me.I had been called to Sarah's house for a very specific meeting. This wasa Saturday and normally I would be 'on duty' as it were, wearing one.