Now, I thought quickly…. very quickly. This could be one of two things. Perhaps this was what it appeared to be……. Maggie just needed a ride hom.... Or maybe they had seen me and decided on this approach to perhaps see how much I knew or what I was insinuating. I decided to take a chance because after all it was hard getting the girls away from the guys. Maggie and Ted Savoie had been dating for close to three years, I think. They had broken up and gotten back together so many times everyone lost. She knows she can have sex with someone else (with my blessing) as long we talk about it shortly before (or after, in the event of an impulse encounter.) One night in bed, I brought up the topic (her having sex with another guy) one night, but I got the usual response from her, as well as no admission about any new activity or desires for others. I was getting nowhere in trying to solve this little puzzle...The next week, I found two "heavily-used" pairs of my wife's underwear, which were. Feeling his body close to mine like that was almost enough to send me over the edge. While he was bent down, he whispered throatily in my ear, asking if I would ride his hard cock. He let me up and I climbed atop him. His hard penis lay on his belly, still very rigid. When I picked it up to guide it inside me, I discovered that it was soaking wet. I pointed his member skyward, aimed right for my steamy pussy and allowed just the tip inside as I lowered myself onto him. I squeezed him tightly. Father was going to be an Indian King, and Motherwanted to be Snow White. But her dress, when it arrived, was one sizeto small for her to wear, so she went to plan B, and wore a twentiesstyle flapper dress instead. I had planned on wearing my usual SingingCowboy outfit, the one with all of the rhinestones on it. Three weeksbefore the party, while I was trying on the outfit, mother came in."You can't wear that again!" Why not? I like it, it still fits, and not many have seen it before." That.