My wives and I, were not only not ashamed of our relationship, we were so proud we would like to shout it out to everyone. Of course, we were also so ...usy that to get us to shout our pride out together, we would have to make an appointment. On the subject of making an appointment, Maria may not have been able to read but she is our social director and family co-ordinator. As things arise, we tell her and she has a phenomenal memory for times, places and events, she never forgets anything. I. I got up and ran toward the bathroom, realizing mid-stride that all of my clothes were on the floor. Teresa opened the door in time to see my bare ass disappear into the bathroom and close the door. I heard muffled talking and giggling from the front room as I stood in the bathroom with my heart pounding. I was thinking of how in the world I’d get my clothes back. Was Betty embarrassed? Was Teresa? Would I ever be able to look Teresa in the eye again? “Oh, jeez, what have you gotten. It was so strong, so tight. She smiles, apparently at the shock on my face, and begins to slide up and down on my cock, kissing me, only giving me the tip of tongue and pulling away when I try to get more.She's sliding up and down on my cock and I've never felt her so tight. That's when I feel the pressure, the feeling that I'm gonna cum. I warn her. I can feel my eyebrows go up, my mouth open and I yell, "I'm gonna cum!" and I know it's going to be one of the most intense orgasms of my life.My. When the breeze changed I could smell her arousal. I found the second part for her and she kept reading avidly.When she finished she looked at me and said, “I didn’t know people wrote stuff like this. Is it out on the Internet?” When I nodded she said that she did have a story I would find interesting but first of all we had to get better acquainted. “Follow me!” She ordered. Watching her ass move as she led the way towards the parking lot added noticeably to the size of my hanging hose.She led.