" Somehow I find it hard to believe that you'd rather watch women sleep than get a blowjob," she said skeptically."Not women," I corrected, "two women...in particular; you and Jamie. Now if you want to service me, go make me breakfast!" Hmf! Demoted from wake up slut to cook," Becky complained."If you make a nice breakfast, I'll let you be the wake up slut for Jamie," I told her."Well, that's something at least," she said, giving me a kiss and getting off my lap to make breakfast for us.Jamie was. When we sat down to the meal, Amy had washed her face and was completely silent. Sheila and I tried to make conversation, but were talking only to each other. Finally, Amy stood and grabbed a big handful of hair from each of us. ‘I should torture and murder you both. You take me and turn me into a sobbing blob. The two people I most love in the world are conspiring to make me even happier. The only guy I’ve ever loved actually wants to marry me! God, I’ll probably cry all night.’ She kissed and. “If I say ‘no’, I insult you badly. If I say ‘yes’ then it’s no longer a fringe benefit!”I smiled but shook my head, “Saying ‘yes’ is not a commitment to going to bed with me, it’s just an admission you would want to do it with me without the quid pro quo of singing with you. Two very different things. And I won’t be insulted if you tell me it’s purely because of the singing.”“You sound very secure,” she said with a smile. “Want to come home with me and see how good it might be?”“I can’t commit. Then two fingers went up and she pumped them deep into me…I heard her lubing up her cockhead and suddenly felt it against my asshole. She started to push against me.I tried to relax but my ass could not help but clench up. I finally felt the head going through my tight anal ring. She was in…It was hurting but not too much. The sexy girlie grabbed my hips and kept pushing. After a few moments, the initial pain disappeared and it started to feel fine. She pumped me for a short while; until she.