You brush off any residue with your perfectly manicured French tips….we watch the show with you holding my hand in my lap…..we then walk to the Pa...azzo as people look at your stunning mini dress…we gamble a little bit and you ask for us to go back home. However I tell you I already arranged for something special as we take the elevator up to a suite there at the Palazzo. As we enter there are flowers everywhere…..you turn back to me..and we passionately kiss…our tongues mingling ….like lovers. "Come join us," Sally purred at her brother, wagging a finger, making room between her and her husband as Robby tumbled down to join them."It's been a few years, hasn't it, Robby?" Sally said as she reached down to take her brother's cock in her hand, stroking it. All it took was those few moments of stroking to get Robby up to full mast, to his full, thick, steel hard nine inches, dimensions Sally had made a point of highlighting for her husband, guessing correctly the reference to length and. When the lights came on again, I was standing in the mall next to this real pretty blonde haired girl. She was about my age, and was wearing tight blue jeans and a T-shirt just like the one John had on. She turned around and looked at me and asked who I was. I told her my name was Tom. My voice sounded funny though. She was looking at her hands, they had pink fingernail polish on her nails but they weren't very long. She put her hands on her chest and squeezed her small breasts. I was. I was even more surprised that she was cool with it. Actually she was more than cool, always treating both Linda and Susan equally. Susan's parents had died when she was twenty (car accident), and when we visited Linda's parents, just Linda and I went. They lived on the other side of the country, and whereas they did not like travelling, they never came to our place.Once the kids got a little older, it made it difficult for the three of us to sleep together, but I had built a big house, and the.