“Which are?” I asked directly as I humped her good and hard, on Hump Day, no less.“One, that we get to move in with you guys, and yes, I know th...t you live with Margret, so we’ll have to talk to her about it, but that’s one of the things that we want. Perhaps we can discuss it over lunch. Two, that we commit to being co-sponsors, period, and doing our level best to be extracted together, as a larger group, a pre-pack. You know as well as I do that pre-packs have the best chance of being picked. I pulled her too me and gave her a deep soul searching kiss. I knew that even though sex with my wives was too wild for even a Desperate Housewives episode the sex wasn't what I craved most from these women. I had long ago decided that their friendly back and forth bickering hid no jealous agendas. My wives used this role play to feel each other out, to make sure that there were no hard feelings and find the one that was down and needing attention so that they could focus their love. I also. I could see that she wore several lace petticoats beneath her dress. Its hem ended at knee-level and she wore white ankle socks, with pink tassels, and shiny black oxfords.Her blonde hair was pulled back into two ponytails, held together by pink ribbons, and she appeared to be wearing no makeup, apart from perhaps a touch of pink lipstick.I was still absorbing this image when Ms. Stern acknowledged the girl's presence. I was amazed to see that as soon as the girl saw that Ms. Stern was aware of. “I am going to lube your ass, Frankie, so you can relax while I get you ready.”I had the lube on the tip of my index finger and pushed against her tight hole I saw it twitch. I was rubbing my finger gently around the rim.“Frankie, up close your anus looks pretty and I will take my time to enjoy this. Look, you are hard again and dripping.”“Zak will you stop playing and stick your dick in my ass and fuck me. I told you I have been without all week and I am horny as hell. You are not helping.