When we were most of the way through dinner it was pretty obvious he wasn't going to bring it up. He had relented and agreed not to use my wedding as ...a commercial promotion. What more could possibly be expected of him? He didn't say that; it's how I interpreted his silence.I'd had time to think about how to position it and decided I needed to be forceful if he had no interest in reason and cooperation. I decided on my bottom line and was willing to threaten the ultimate sanction - cancel his. "Are you important or something?" he asked her in halting Mylian.Clayandra just smiled and squeezed his hand. "Come on." They soon arrived at a corridor with a door at the end. She opened it and led Tristan in. "This is all yours." She swept her arm round indicating what appeared to Tristan to be a large apartment. He shut the door behind them. She immediately turned and kissed him hard on the mouth, pressing her body tightly against his. She broke their embrace, stepped back and fumbled behind. I heard Faoril weeping, Thrak stomping, Xandra gasping, and...Angela praying.“Gods, please, I need your help. Your guidance. Saphique...” The words were louder than the others. She was closer. I tried to focus, but it was so hard. Minx's pussy was so hot and wet, silk sliding up and down my cock. She fucked me so hard. My tip was so sensitive from the ointment.“Saphique, please, guide me.”Was Angela to my right? The burning friction of Minx's pussy sliding up and down my dick swelled the bliss. First, she shrugged out of her robe, and then she tugged his towel loose, to toss it over with hers. “I’m tired, Jack. Let’s go to bed.” She pushed him towards her bed, then went around the other side and climbed in alongside him. When he moved to turn off the light, she chuckled and said “I’m tired, Jack, but not that tired. Leave the light on.”“So, did you...?” asked Andrew quietly, glancing at the twins scampering up the stairs, then turning back to his brother.Toby nodded. “Yeah..