"Yes, I do" I replied. "I do too" he added."She looks like mom" he then said, "I mean her tits do". My cock twitched. I could not believe my l***** b*...**** just compared the boobs he saw to our moms... Where did he see her naked? When did he get to see her naked? How did he manage to remain unseen? These were the questions racing through my mind. Then, I realized his own bulge was quite substantial. He did not even try to hide it - it showed right through his PJ pants with a nice wet spot where. She was a vision of loveliness. Her mother had dressed her as "The Bride".White kitten heels, white holdup stockings with a garter on her right thigh. White, full cut lacy panties. A white half cup lacy bra contained her tits and pushed them out to form a magificent cleavage. As a finishing touvh she wore a white veil. Her mother had even provided a posy of flowers to her to carry!Mandy stepped out behind her, dressed in a black outfit. Black stiletto heels, black stockings and suspenders, a. This triggered my own orgasm and Peter obviously could feel what was happening inside Mary's body because he came more or less simultaneously with me.Our audience cheered as we collapsed into a tangle of naked human flesh. I could have stayed there indefinitely, reveling in the post-coital feeling of well being, with Mary on top of me and Peter on top of her, but eventually Peter climbed off Mary after his cock had slipped out of her arsehole, then Mary stood up, pulling my now limp cock out of. I could see the sides of her boobs nicely. Her legs were spread open. She was masturbating right next to me. I looked over her leg and saw her beautiful pussy. It was so wet, and she was running her finger slowly around and inside her pussy lips. I was so horny. I looked at her, and thought crazy thoughts, crazy but possible thoughts, about what was about to happen. I looked back at the tv and saw the guy giving the girl oral. The girl moaned, and so did Sierra. Ever since I was 13, I watched.