We finished brunch and headed out.Marcus walked me to my car, once again he proceeded to french kiss me deeply. While we were kissing he started rubbi...g my nipples through my blouse.I pulled away only because we both knew where it would lead.When I got into my car. Marcus leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. He said, "I can't wait till next time."I said, "What makes you think there will be a next time?"We both looked at each other and knew it would happen. I looked at him and said, "this time. Why be sentimental about it?Look around. Does it really seem to you as if monogamous, ‘til death do us part relationships are the norm? Look at all the affairs people have, the divorce rate. Look at history. Ask yourself if it follows that just because two people love each other, they’re absolutely and unfailingly compatible in every way in a sexual sense. Is there really any reason to sentimentalize love and sex, other than for ideological reasons? I don’t think so.Actually, don’t even get me. She started coming into my bed before dawn and we would have a 69er, before she actually climbed on top of my member, she had asked about oral sex and I had advised and helped as best I could, she would remove all the pillows from behind me but one, I had quite good use of my left arm and limited use of my right now, so I was able to bury my face into her sweet pussy, pulling her to me as I buried my tongue deep inside her, she would come multiple times, almost leaping around on my face, all. And the thought that my words (combined with her own fingers, of course) might be getting her off, makes my erection just THAT much harder! We start talking about ‘magic penises,’ and,*Oh, no!* She just laughed at my silly comment, then starts laffing at my dumb joke and tells me to shut-up, she’s lost the mood! The only thing keeping us from aborting the whole mission is some quick talking on my part. Actually, that’s not entirely true… Okay… Yes, I did quickly change the subject! But,.