"As I pulled out gently, our eyes were locked on each other's. As I began to enter her again, Zena rolled her hips up to me and shivered, exclaiming, ...Oh my, that's good. That's something I've never felt before. Do that again, Honey."With each thrust Zena was exclaiming, "Oh shit, so good, it feels so good."After about twenty deep thrusts, Zena's legs locked over my hips pulling me deep into her, and she gripped me with her insides, while shivering through an orgasm. She said, "Oh, Tommy, I. We also made a stop at a good jewelry store for her rings.By the end of the day the new personal checks we would get had our names on it: ‘Luke, Mindy, or Margo Penner’. The two women got all teary about the monumental event. I think our three names on our common checkbook were more significant to them than the rings because it was the first institutional recognition of our union.Going along with the expense side of the ledger that dealt with our checks and credit cards, I also sat with the two. She drew him back in, moaning and losing her pace again when he flicked rapidly, so Neil began to thrust slowly into her. With Mae essentially still, he sucked her clit into his lips, holding it firmly and flicking his tongue as fast as he could from side to side. She groaned around his cock and Neil started to thrust faster, enjoying the Mae's inability to concentrate. When she started to try and buck, Neil held firm, wrapping his arms around her middle and pulling her tight. She wiggled and. When her measurements proved faulty, Mavis tilted the bottles of straight booze into the glasses.She wasn't happy, but was, strangely, exultant about the delicious sensation of her pussy fairly steaming with anticipation of having sex-fun with Terry Lewis!"Did you like the randying you got from Del Emerson, Mavis?" Terry winked when she returned. "And how about Mr. Carr? And Mr. Quentin? And, how many others, Mavis?"Mavis didn't like the subtle, prying inquiry about--what Mavis interpreted--her.