Mating with Goldie was even more intense. Particularly when I did it missionary and stopped him knotting with me. Of course he would become frustrated...and really go at me later, which made it even more enjoyable.Saturday Mrs Walden didn’t go to the office. Instead she and I went shopping. First we picked out clothes to wear to the office. I had expected corporate style but she said she wanted more “bling”. Short skirts and revealing tops. I was sure she wanted me to look available. Probably to. ..real big!"I heard Her whimper as I saw Him starting to thrust forward. With each thrust a muffled whimper escaped my Wife's mouth around my cock.As He began thrusting deep, Her whimpers became moans. It wasn't long before the first orgasm crashed through Her body...then another and another only a couple minutes apart.I shot my load down Her throat in only about ten minutes. The dark stranger thrusting long and hard deep into my eager Wife's pussy. Orgasm after orgasm rocking Her.She never. "Please Lynne. What is all this?"When she snapped the elastic waistband above his hips, he glanced downagain, seeing his legs and feet beneath the see through, mesh-likeflaring fabric."It's just your petticoat honey, and the length is perfect on you," saidLynne, pleased with the fit and looking at her sister nodding. "Goodcall on the layering sis, and hands up sissy, because this layer is abit thicker and heavier."The view would moments later become even more complicated, as she liftedhis arms. It felt wonderful to know that I was pleasing my daughter.Molly began to breath quicker and deeper. Her body began to get hot and I could see the dollops of sweat bead ever so sweetly on her pale beautiful skin. Her moans became longer and faster, coming one right after another. I actually looked at her round face and she was biting her bottom lip while scrunching my shirt up in both hands making a fist. Yes, I could tell Molly was thoroughly enjoying it.“Oh, daddy, that. . . feels. . . so. ..