Catharine was in her early 30's; she still had a nice body and her breasts were even larger after having her baby daughter than they had been for most...of her exotic dancing years. Catharine began to think back over her stripper career and she remembered how hot it made her the first time she performed for an audience in one of the night clubs. Catharine fought the notion that she could ever dance on stage and take all her clothes off in public. She knew she'd done it for over a decade but there. . I run my fingers up inside my dress and pull the saturated pants down my legs as he opens his trousers and gets his cock out. His is as hard as mine but his is aimed at my girlfriends unprotected pussy while mine is poking through my dress as I nearly vomit because I'm so aroused! I don't care anymore as his dick starts to slide into her hole right in front of me, she lets a little squeal pass her lips as we lock eyes and she winks at me before looking away as I start playing with myself. "It's time. We've waited long enough."I had been working up the courage to pop the question. Now she had co-opted me. I decided to have some fun with her."You're just marrying me for my money," I teased."Yes," she chirped matter-of-factly, softly stroking my chest with thepalm of her hand while gazing at me through heavy-lidded bedroom eyes,"and your personality, your sense of humor, your Prettyboy good looks,your tight, compact body, your wickedly perverse sexual appetite, amillion and one. " Oooooh!" The Hole screams in fear!"But I-" Tracy begins."Do it because I said so!"Tracy finds me, looking over her shoulder. There's no pleading in her eyes, and no warmth in mine. She recognizes this. Her head turns back to the Hole. Insider her I can tell what she's thinking. She knows what she just did. She doesn't really have a reason not to."...yes...daddy." She says, with tired resignation. The Post lines the dildo to the Hole's puckered ass hole. She hesitates a moment before pushing.