"Bob took his cock and gently tapped it on Cindy's tender clit, "What a pretty pussy." as he slid his manhood slowly into her."Oh my God," Cindy cried...out.Cindy could feel the soft lips of Becky licking and kissing her firm breasts. Becky began to erratically start gasping and moaning. Cindy could only imagine that Becky was being taken from behind."Fuck." Bob cried out, then squirted his load over Cindy.Cindy heard Becky cry out as she collapsed on Cindy's body.Cindy was weak with exhaustion.. Most were still single, partying and sexually experimenting with the new Age of Aquarius. They avoided career, house and kid commitments and considered us bogged down. We were bogged down but happy ever after-ing in our little Camelot.In the summer of 1974, six years after our wedding bells pealed, just before the kids entered preschool and kindergarten, we made a second trip to Disneyland for the kids, not us. We flew, not drove, rented a car at the airport, stayed and ate in the Disney Hotel. It turned into a party with wolves showing up throughout the night, each of them bringing something along to eat or drink so there was plenty for everyone. We joked and laughed, shared the wine and good conversation. I was enjoying myself immensely as David told me the story of how they went to pick out the tree."Tasha wouldn't allow us to pick just any tree, you know. She had us out there for hours until she found exactly the right one. Then we needed four of us to carry it; that thing is. " So I took his flagpole which is soon to be flying me, in hand and led him into our parents’ bedroom.I went into the bathroom and got some clean bath towels. Then I pulled back the covers folding them down at the foot neatly, and put the bath towels on the top sheet. I used five of them which pretty well covered the whole bed. While I did that, Ken was watching my boobs swing around, and holding his cock and squeezing it but not jerking on it. I notice that he was dripping (for a boy) equal to.