My head was spinning. But that might have been the wine. Id seen enough movies and porn to pretty much know how to put on a basque, and how to attach ...he stockings. I still caught the stockings though and tore the littlest off holes. I wonder if she ever noticed? The Basque itself was amazing, if a little tight on my frame. A black silk like material that hugged my body. It had white/grey lace sewn/built in to it. It covered me from the chest/bust down and around. Bra like clasps for crotch. Kids who had been brought by their parents instead of paying a babysitter, were running around -- more fun than watching three people make long ritual speeches. Then too, the reception had been long on sugar.One of the running kids fell down right at his feet. He began to howl. David picked him up and sang the falling-down song to him. The kid quieted down, and his mother retrieved him.Joe Englehard, chair of Jen’s staff-parish committee, drove him and Jen to O’Hare in plenty of time. Then they. His powerful hands lifted Becky's soft hips up high in the air. A loud wail of protest came from Marge, whose eyes were gazed with wanton hunger, her face smeared with the blonde's hotly trickling cunt-juices.Glenn carefully positioned himself over the redhead's eager mouth, planting a folded knee on each side of her face. Crouching over her head, he leaned forward and rested Becky's upper thighs over his shoulders, so that her hot ass was crushed to his face. Already his naked daughter began. I shrank back into the big bush. The second woman was a bit younger, slightly thinner, and had larger breasts with large, erect nipples. Her hair was darker and streaked with grey. As she waded into the pond, she spoke, “I know, I’m a bit of a frady-cat. What if someone sees us?”The first woman spoke again, “So what if they do? Who would be interested in two old women wading in a pond? The closest place they could even see us from is all the way across the pond. They’d need binoculars to even.