"Hi, Mrs. Jenkins," I reply. "Chase, I just made some chocolate chip cookies, if you'd like to stop by after you mow," she purrs."Phyllis, I have all ...he cookies he needs," Mrs. Adams retorts.Oh, boy. Am I about to witness a cat-fight? It is flattering that these two women are obviously fighting over me but it makes me a little uncomfortable too. Not sure what to do."Let Chase answer for himself, Karen!"Oh shit. "Umm, thank you, Mrs. Jenkins, maybe another time," I decide to say. Mrs. Adams was. Each had a video of her taking off the lingerie. My favorites, the ones which gave me the butterflies, were the ones where models took off each others' bras and panties. They would kiss and touch each other, their nipples hardening as they did. Finding one of my favorite videos, I licked my finger and slipped it into my blouse to circle my nipple. These two were so beautiful. One with black hair, small breasts, a little innocent looking, reminded me of myself about 20 years ago. The blond,. "God I am so proudof you. You were spectacular, by far the prettiest. Oh my god you weremagnificent." I was blushing and it felt like my cheeks were on fire.Karla came over with her hands full of champagne giving each of us adrink. She toasted our success you couldn't wipe the smile off herface. She exclaimed loudly, "Shit this was so much better than Iexpected." She also complimented me on the runway. She was shaking herhead. "Kelli every time I see you I am amazed god you are way too. Joe’s guidance and final adjustments had the dildo in the correct location and she made contact. She could feel the dildo pressing against her sphincter. She took a deep breath and pushed down, very slowly and just a little. With the assistance of the lubrication, her body gave up a little and she was stretched and opened some. She stopped, breathed and pushed again. Each time she won a little more penetration. Slowly, determined. Finally, she felt the leather of the saddle. She was fully.