The way she was dressed, there was plenty of it. We would wrestle until one of us was able to pin the other and then we would start up again.In one of...our bouts, Patty had me pinned to the floor with her sitting right on top of my hard-on. I was sure that she must be able to feel it pressing into her bottom but she gave no indication of discomfort. She held that position for a few seconds and then leaned down and put a very hot and sloppy kiss right on my lips.Now I wasn't going to let her get. Kathy must have had some odd hours to herself for the past year, because I never saw her working her costume magic. We ate and played together when we weren't working together, and we spent quite a few evenings together in one or the other of our bedrooms. When she had time to put together costumes I will never know, but a week ago, Kathy asked me to come over to her house for a fitting, and to bring along all my basic female foundation garments.When I got to Kathy's house, she led me to her. In little more than the blink of an eye, we were all moaning and shrieking in an orgy of fucking, my wife riding me hard in abandoned wantonness, and her two bridesmaids lying alongside us lapping at each other’s dripping pussies, while the air was heavy with the intoxicating odour of sexual frenzy. I was the first to cum, hot semen erupting in a stream of creamy essence in such excess that it was forced out of my wife’s cunt by the piston-like thrusting of my pulsating cock and pooling on the. I told you I had an idea. But for this to work, before we get started, we need to be absolutely honest with each other. Plus I need you to swear to me that even if you hate my idea, what I tell you stays a secret, okay. Can you do that?”“Of course I’ll keep your secrets. And I’m always honest with you. I’ve never lied to you.”“I know, but that’s not what I mean. Let me show you the kind of honesty I’m talking about. So like, when you masturbate, who do you think about?”Darby gasped, “The fuck?!.