And she also removed her white lacy panties, which were already wet with her love fluids.Asmita again came and sat on top of me. But this time, my dic... made contact with her virgin wet pussy. Her sexy thighs were around my body, and she started kissing me passionately. She was moving her ass back and forth on my dick, and her wet pussy was rubbing against my dick.Asmita was enjoying the hardness of my dick in between her pussy and kept moaning while kissing me. I grabbed her ass and lifted her. There, laying on the bed, was the transparent black dress I had worn for the wedding. There was no bra, black garter belt, or stockings, no black thong. “You will be naked under it like we talked about months ago, the way you wanted to get married.”Mother and Gina had seen me intimate. Sofia and Ornella were grown. The rest? It would be fine. I heard voices above and mechanical sounds after the sound of the motor stopped followed by a slight tilting of the floor under us. I guessed we were. "Just relax, big guy... save it for later," she cooed, "Betty might be hoping for another... plowing."*Betty arrived at eight o'clock. I told my wife to share a bottle of wine with her in the living room while I freshened up. We had set out some candles, put on some soft music and I put out two bottles of wine and three glasses. I took my time as I showered, shaved and dabbed a little cologne. I put on a pair of red silky pyjama pants that tied at the waist. No shirt needed.I had a plan.When I. Rhonda felt around his sheath and immediately his cock appeared and began to grow. Telling Ann to fondle his cock she hurriedly undressed. She then took over fondling duties as Ann also got naked. Victor and Frank watched engrossed in the sight of the two naked women stroking what was now 18” of rigid horse cock. “He is so lovely and big” Rhonda moaned. For months she had refused to even discuss bestiality with Victor. Now she seemed hypnotised. Ann had never even believed bestiality was real.