They came over and wanted to play. We were all having a good time and getting a buzz on. They were getting nasty with the more they d***k. They had sa...d that they were from out of town and their husbands were at some meeting. Earl whispered to me that we could nail these women easily and I agreed but I thought they were too old. Sam chimed in that we could poke them now and hit the bars for some younger tail afterwards. We all agreed and asked the women if they would like to go to our house. I can’t take my eyes of his enormous member as he rubs the towel over it. He picks me up and carries me to the giant bed in the middle of the room. Gently he lays me down on the smooth royal blue satin sheets. He must have remembered it is my favorite color. He crawls up beside me, kissing my cheek, neck and collar bone, his fingers paint over my entire body, missing all my sensitive parts. I relax momentarily just indulging in the sensations. But after about a minute I know I can’t take it any. My first thought is that I’ll taste my pre-cum on her lips, and I probably freaked out way more than I should have in my mind. All I taste is her lipstick still, thankfully. While continuing to kiss, I guide her to the table next to the shredder, and help get her propped up on the edge. Then I reach behind her and unzip the back of her top, and pull it down. While she pulls her arms out, I admire her breasts in her bright red bra. They aren’t big pornstar breasts, but she’s a petite. Harriet’s eyes lit up like a child in a sweet shop, rushing towards the ornately decorated screens at the back of the shop to try the gown on and stroking the cloth like an old friend as her maid unlaced the back of her dress. Meanwhile, the merchant’s daughter admired her ravishing reflection in the glass opposite, turning this way and that to make it as difficult as possible for Lucinda to help her out of her current garment. Eventually the crimson silk graced Harriet’s form, and she grinned.