"Spread your legs," he whispered. "Spread them wide." "Frank..." I stuttered. But I obeyed, spreading my thighs apart and exposing my wet, pink slit. ...runting approvingly, Frank grabbed his swollen cock and guided it towards my pussy. "Yeah..." Mike whispered, stroking his cock at the sight. As Frank's cock pushed hard against my labia, I looked over at Mike. I sort of me wanted him to intervene and put a stop to this craziness. But at the same time I just wanted him to watch as Frank fucked me. ...but ya me and bro talk but as friends so its good and the more and mroe i see him, im like SHIT HES REALLY NOT MY TYPE!!! so good thing that didnt go on any farther!! lol but seriously we need to have a phone convo about this too cause this is the longest thing of my life and if u think u rambled on ohhhh man this is 100000000 times worse! ahhah Me: aww that march madness sounds like fun!! but bro does seem kinda boring--and thats wat u say haha maybe he'll find someone just as boring one. We had to help her. We took her in and made her feel at home, enrolled her in a new school and tried to give her a chance at something better. She seemed happy and very grateful for what we were doing. We didn’t talk about her parents or try to bring them down in front of her. We just gave her a roof over her head and a warm bed to sleep in and some sense of a normal life.She sort of took my daughter's place snuggling next to me in the recliner on movie night. My daughter was gone to college so. He wants the wedding tohave as informal of a feel that it can."Rosie liked the sound of it being as informal as possible. That meantthere will be a cookie table out for the guests to snack on before thebride and groom showed up. Rosie did not care that she was being agroomswoman, she was going to make her snicker-doodles for the table.It was an excuse to make and eat them.Also, with them not aiming for the most formal wedding it meant thatthe DJ will of course play the Hokey Pokey and Chicken.