Kerrie shrugged her shoulders letting the shirt and bra fall to the floor. Ron made short work of his clothes, and moments later was rolling a condom...over his throbbing cock. Kerrie sank to the floor and Ron quickly moved over her, positioning himself to enter her now hot wet pussy. In one long slow motion, he slid all the way in and began pumping. Kerrie tried to match his thrusts, but he was so excited that she couldn’t keep up his tempo. Long before she was ready, Ron fired his white. She knewlike the groom, that the bride must have come in after hours whenJennifer was still the manager of the place. A smile spread across herface as she stared at his nipples. They had swollen to the point thatthey were stretching the very fabric of his tuxedo. She had to hold backher giggle as his nipples went erect while he scratched at itch on hischest. As he scratched, the movement of his fingers slowed down. "It's working better than I could have hoped," Amy thought as his blondehair. Three women ran the place. There were two spinster sisters in their seventies, the Mc Garrett’s, who had been there fifty years. The third lady was in her thirties and could have been good looking, I guess, but instead had decided to follow the Mc Garrett girls lead and dress like a librarian. Her name was Rebecca Palmer and she wore knee length skirts and frilly satin blouses with a frumpy sweater. Her plain wire rim glasses and hair in a bun completed the cliché. The ladies were nice if a. You still like a bit of hair around your pussy, I see.”It was Cheryl’s turn to blush a little bit now as she tried to explain herself to Keith.“Yer ... well ... I ... I ... I like the feeling of my Tiddles being shaved but...”Before she could continue Keith had interrupted her with a question, “Tiddles? What do you mean by Tiddles? Is that what you call your girly bits down there?”Cheryl blushed again and said, “Yes, that’s right. We had a cat called Tiddles when I was just 5 years old and I.