This was almost a threesome.Chloe: Ohhhh. I feel so turned on! I hope that by the end of the day I’ll be good to go!Rose: Thanks for the show.Chloe:...Oh no. She’s right behind me?Rose: Yes.Chloe: It’s not.Rose: You don’t have to make things up, you guys have fun!Fun indeed.Chloe: Why didn’t you say anything?Me: Uhmmm. Well.Rose: He didn’t see me. Let’s get out of here. Shall we?Chloe: Of course!Rose covered for me. But we were looking into each other’s eyes when I came. What’s that all about?. Sally sat before her mother’s dresser, watching their reflections in the mirror. Marla was loving this, doing her daughter’s hair and gazing in the mirror at those lovely tits with candy-pink nipples.“You know, watching me and Bob fucking.”“It’s kind of hard on me, I’ll admit.” Marla smiled at her daughter in the mirror.Sally giggled in her cute way. “You mean it’s hard on Bob, don’t you? He sure can get a hard cock, can’t he, Mother?”Marla nodded, drawing the brush through Sally’s soft hair.. When we finished, rather than retrieving the car from the valet immediately, we walked arm in arm around the neighborhood in the cold Winter air, just enjoying each other’s company. Eventually we made our way back to the valet who brought the car, and then we headed back to Hyde Park.“Wow! Look at you two!” Elyse said when we walked in the door. “Let me get a picture!”She ran to get her 35mm SLR and took several pictures.“I could take some in an hour or so, if you want,” she giggled, “though. This precipitated an immediate attack by the two Indians. Joe ducked under the tomahawk swings and laid out the attackers with his bare hands, being careful not to do more than break a few minor bones. It was a question of who was more impressed, Ed or the few Indians who had seen the simple fight. It had been over so quick that there had been no time for a crowd to gather. Joe stepped back and let some women help the men to a couple of round houses made of skins.Joe shouted loud enough for.