The panties and her well-formed buttocks peeked out from beneath. It looked very good on her. I told her so.She went back into the changing booth. ...he curtain on the booth hangs from a rod at the top and comes to within three feet of the bottom, so I could see her legs as she stepped out of one garment and into the next one. She soon emerged with a white lace negligee that plunged severely in the front, revealing cleavage. She spun around and the back was mostly open too. But this garment. They'd gone for each other. He'd seen their looks, knew there was something there, something like the way Elspeth and Briana looked at each other. Like the way he looked at Shawna. He had dismissed it — he wasn't good at reading those sorts of signs and signals — but he'd been right.It had been a long, emotional night, but they'd come through, and he thought everything was finally right with the world. He should have known it wouldn't last.He whispered goodbye to them both, turned, and walked. Anywhere that pleases you.”Bill made ten extra large thrusts into my wife’s pussy, no doubt spraying her insides with a copious amount of his white man seed. I knew that would make her happy; she liked to be drippy after sex; that is unless somebody else brought her to another orgasm or three by cleaning her pussy up with some oral sex.Phil yanked his cock from Mindy’s mouth and almost pushed Bill out of the way in order to sink his cock back into Mindy’s drippy pussy. He was eager to repeat. I know what I do to him when I do that. I know what I do to me, too. He needs to know that I still want him.“Sisters,” he sighed. “Strange. You know, I do see some similarities – around your eyes. Nose. Shape of your mouth when you smile. Thought it was just me.”“Short brown-eyed brunette. Average height blue-eyed blonde. Yeah, everybody thinks we’re sisters.” Deena snuggled into her dad’s arms. Between the two of us, we had him pretty well covered.“That’s what this was about, Dad,” Deena said..