James, Marty and Dave gathered at Amy's house to talk, listen to music and drink. James looked round at one point and felt emotion welling up in him. ...How his life had changed in less than a year. He had friends; he had an 'extended family'. He had to blink hard and fumble for a handkerchief to blow his nose hard. Amy looked at him and smiled gently. Their eyes met and she winked at him.The groom, dressed for the first time in his life in top-hat and tails arrived early at the Italianate church. Riving back home that night, I really found it difficult to get Diane out of my mind. For the first time since Connie, I had found a girl I really felt attracted to. With Connie, it wasn't so much a physical attraction for her as it was another quality, which I had taken to labeling charisma. With Diane, it was a strong physical attraction, plus the fact I liked her flamboyant and exuberant approach to life. How many girls would have been willing to make the kind of public spectacle of. "He hesitated, one second more. He was a decent man, a kind king for his miserable neighbourhood. He had never asked for the cunt he was owed, though many a bride secretly wished that he would, as they sucked off their groom’s dick to put them to sleep. And she was the Architect, an angel, a jewel, a soldier. A spring of beauty and wisdom. Denver’s gift to monkeykind.His hand slapped hard on her bottom. She was gloriously cute, for a single second, an expression of delighted surprise painting. Andrew returned to take away their plates and asked them if they’d like to have any dessert.“Yes I would,” Wendy replied grasping his belt and pulling him closer. She boldly unzipped his fly and releasing his cock began to suck on it. Dan smiled watching Wendy bringing Andrew’s cock to life. On and on she sucked, her tongue washing every inch of his cock.Soon Andrew had to warn her and she replaced her mouth with her hands. She kept her mouth open and Dan watched as his cock erupted, firing.