I knew both Clare and Jane were dykes with partners and here they were with each other. I held my breath hoping for some action, I wasn’t disappoint...d. Clare was clearly the butch and soon had Jane’s dress off her shoulders and her hands in side her bra as she kissed her neck. Then the dress was pushed to the floor and Clare stood back to admire her in just her well filled bra and tiny thong.Next to go was Clare’s bolero top followed by her dress. They looked at each other, no giggling now and. I was lying on my side; my left hand traveling down her front as my cock came inches from her face. I felt her mother's hand hold my cock and I felt Bethy's lips on the head of my cock."Bethy, keep your mouth open and don't use your teeth on him, just your lips, tongue and hand." Instructed the mother. I felt two sets of lips on my cock. I was in Bethy's mouth while the mother licked the side of my cock. Once Bethy got the idea, The mother's tongue traveled to my ass and started to lick my. ” She said reaching over the fence and clasping some of hair between her fingers and letting it spill into her hand. “Let me know when you want to go out and I’ll take you to my hairdresser. We can make a day of it.” She looked over at Ray and spoke at him. “The first thing you can do, Ray is fix her fence.” He looked at her stupefied. “What’s wrong with it?” He said with a confused look on his face. “There’s a hole right here,” I saw her look down and finish her demands. “and you can start. I know I know, it’s insane but I couldn’t help it. I grew up on the exploits of heroes like Batgirl and Supergirl and though I am aware they are fictional characters, I have always made an effort to live by example. In my formal years, this mostly took the form of simply being a good person but on occasion, I found myself defending others from bullies. Thankfully despite my slender frame and lack of super strength, I found I was able to hold my own in a fight by adapting my ballel training into.