The bride and groom had left, but the party was still going strong. I was enjoying champagne straight out of the bottle in the garden outside. ‘We a...en’t trying to get drunk, are we?’ ‘Fuck off Mac.’ So I had forgotten Mac. He was single too, but hardly a friend. ‘Well someone is a little feisty tonight.’ ‘I’m really not in the mood, okay?’ ‘Marriage is overrated.’ I knew that in his own sick way, he was trying to cheer me up. I think he was trying to convince himself really. After all 34 is. I rubbed my length across her entire face for a little while longer and even rested my balls on her cheek to see what it would look like. I hit the head of my cock on her cheek a few times and found some pleasure in doing that.I moved away from her head and came back to her pussy. It was still wet from my saliva and her juices. I rubbed my fingers over it as I looked down at her face. She looked so peaceful with her eyes closed and her breasts moving back and forth from when I made her body. I open my eyes to see you. You are laid out between my legs and you are simply staring at my womanhood. My flower is facing your eyes and you seem to be telling it who owns it. I chuckle softly as I read the intensity in your expression and then sigh contently lowering my head back onto the rug. You moan as your finger finds the river of wetness trickling down and dip into it, then bring your finger to your lips and suck on it. A growl mixed with a moan is heard throughout the room. You are. The lights were still off but there were enough lights coming from outside to see him. I opened my eyes and said, “I’m sorry but..” He said, “Can I ask something from you one last time?”I knew what could he ask and I felt awkward but I didn’t want to see him being disappointed. I loved him very much and I couldn’t describe the type of love for him but it was love for sure. I said, “Ok, whatever you say I’ll do. I promise.” He said, “Swear on me and if you wont does it say now. If you will say.