We can fall asleep on the couch. My dad won’t mind.”Julie and I took our small banquet of unhealthy slumber party food into the living room, strip...ed down to our panties and t-shirts, and made ourselves comfortable on the couch. She started the movie, a Chick Flick whose name I can’t remember, and we settled in under comfy blankets to watch.I don’t know how long I was asleep, but when I began to come to my senses I heard whispering coming from beside me on the couch.“Should we be doing this?” a. With hair whiter than the precum dripping off of me from the shampoo she was massaging into her dirty blonde hair, there she was. Turned towards me with her soft, tiny back that curved in such a way that her mouth watering, heart shaped ass, looked more delicious than any valentines chocolate I'd ever eaten. She was the most amazing thing I’d ever seen. The only chance she had of hiding any of her bare skin from me was from the brown beaded bracelet and anklet she was wearing on both her right. Why? Because I like anal sex and so do they.”“Oh GROSS!!!”Darla just smiled but Mary spoke up; “Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it. Maybe it’s not for everyone, but WE like it. Buck never does anal to pussy or anal to mouth unless he wears a condom. It’s a different type of orgasm, but just as satisfying.” That gave her something to think about.“And you guys do this all the time?”“At least once to each of us and every night. Buck, I think you need to tell her how this works.”“Krissy, let me. Tomorrow, when you go up the aisle, every woman there is going to be pea-green with envy. I just wish your Mom...' 'Me too. Wearing her gown almost makes up for her being gone... No, that's not right. Nothing can make up for that, but I feel connected to her. Make sense?' 'As much as you want. So, the gown fits?' 'Oh, yes! Aunt Myra did a great job with the alterations. Not that it needed much. I'm only an inch-and-a-half taller than Mom and about two inches bigger everywhere else except my.