" Mark grinned and shook his head. "No, not really. I have to love him, just like I love you, so..." Yeah," I giggled and really wished I had that muc... confidence.Mark had always been like that and I'd always struggled to keep up with him. It was a trust thing and I believed him. I wouldn't want to be jealous and maybe I wouldn't even have a right to be, since I didn't own my boyfriends, but we were changed now. I could feel it. Maybe we did belong to each other and I thought this was something. There was no passionate force, no roughness or claiming, just Leanne slowly and sensuously working my cock and balls with her mouth and hand, and as much as I enjoy rough hard sex, I have to admit that this was the better of the two. It only took Leanne a minute or two before I exploded in her mouth, and she moaned into my cock, her throat working to swallow my load. After she had her liquid breakfast, I pulled her to her feet and then against my body, her back to my front, and we leaned. I heard her heels clicking on the gravel and then my heart jumped as she knocked on the door. I opened it to see her looking stunning as she did in her photos. She had a brown leather jacket on with a red blouse underneath, and a medium length skirt. I glanced down to see her legs encased in black nylon and wearing some four inch heels. "So ", she said, "aren't you going to invite me in?" "Sorry ", I replied laughing, "of course. Let me take your bag ". We stood in the hallway and I felt her. She'd done a good job of convincing everyone that sacrifice was necessary, but she had not foreseen the pitfalls that presented themselves. No one could have.We were married in December, 2008. Mona and Patrick changed schools after Christmas vacation. Paige's parents came for the wedding, but after deciding that they would prefer to live next door, where my office was located, they returned home to Boston, temporarily, they said.My parents, my sister and her boyfriend came for the wedding. They.