We were not just swingers or a couple with an open marriage or a bunch of hall passes. We were now a porn star couple, both of us, and we had committe... ourselves to this way of life fully. We had embraced the joys of sharing our intimacy on film and there was no turning back.“I think that ... we’ve started to reach ... a new ... compact or covenant or something like that. A pact. A deal. A grand bargain. We have, by mutual consent, turned over custody of our various body parts, or perhaps. He lowered his mouth to her breasts and slowly kissed his way to her nipples; his tongue flicked across the first erect nipple and Mary whimpered. His other hand slowly teased her other breast, pinching her nipple between his fingers. The feel of his mouth suckling her nipple while his fingers tweaked the other heightened the growing need between her thighs. “Touch me,” she whimpered, “Please, baby just touch me.” Brandon’s other hand slowly traveled up Mary’s thigh as he shifted his mouth to. He seemed about to mention Daniel at the end, and then thought better of it and just left. Because the bookstore closed at 5:30, there were fewer and fewer customers, even in the books section. At 4:30, Daniel finally ventured over to me. “Hey, Aya.” His voice was quiet and apologetic, and he looked straight at me, but I looked away. “Look, about earlier, I’m really sorry. I was shocked that Rea came to see me. I thought she was over me too. What Rea said really got to me, and I just really. Barry greeted us at the door complimenting Angela again on her looks. He took us to our favourite table tucked away in the corner, shielded from prying or lusting eyes with potted plants. As we followed Barry down the winding aisles to our table, we could see eyes locking onto Angela’s sensuous body which left very little to the imagination.Barry had set the table with us sitting across each other. Angela told Barry that we wanted to sit together as she slid towards the end of the sofa seat. As.