Jamie began to breathe verydeeply and after a few moments began to squirm and then suddenly a biggasp. Jamie had "her" first orgasm as a girl would, i...ternally. Saracontinued to cuddle and caress Jamie until he fell asleep. Sara snuggleddeeper into his side and drifted off as well.Sara woke about an hour later. She slid out of the bed, and seeingJamie's peignoir lying on the chair, draped it around herself and walkedinto the living room and looked out the big window. It was still rainingoutside. It was a wonderful feeling, as I sucked his cock he increased in size. Every now and then I would release his dick and Angel would reach down and rub it. We were getting pretty worked up and both of them noticed I still had my pants on, and let me know it. So I stood up and stripped them off. As I did this we took a moment and had a sip of our drinks, John guided Angel onto the foot rest, she kneeled down on the rest in the doggy position, her ass popped up in the air waiting for him to take. Fingering her while she jacked me off just a little more. I hover over her body. Staring into her eyes she knew this was completely different. Her legs were over my shoulder and I kissed her and my cock found her way into her pussy. She exhaled her hot breath in my mouth still tongue wrestling knowing she wanted it. Each thrust I can hear our bodies clashing and her pussy getting wetter and wetter. She grabbed my ass only to indicate to fuck harder because no words could come out of her mouth. Such marriages are great and I hold every respect for them. But they aren’t for everyone and that’s where the triangle shines as a sturdy structural construct. Imagine a bridge over a river and the loads imposed on it. In a relationship comparison to a bridge, I consider the span to represent the time that a relationship endures. Gravity and the weight of the bridge materials, combined with the weight of whatever vehicles and the like that cross the bridge are the “load’. All of that load is.