This one is about 10 inches long and really big around. “I bet you love watching this going into your wife. Do you think it would look good going in...o me?” “There’s only one way to know for sure” I said. To my surprise without hesitation, she slowly started slipping of her pants. Her ass looked perfect in those pantyhose. She had on glossy pantyhose just like I like. She had no panties on so she came ready for something. She had also cut a hole on the crotch of the pantyhose. Her pussy looked. ” She frowned. “I guess we do this facing each other. Connie, your cocksmanship please?”“Uh, no?” Connie laughed and pushed Renée around the table. “I’m getting food. And Dean, I’m gonna wanna pop the seal before tonight too.”“You want me to hold it?” Zoë asked from around Marin’s hip.“Nope, you’re on butt duty!” Marin flicked her head around. “Kia, get over here.”“Um, why?”“Cause Renée got Connie to help her.” Marin rolled her eyes.“What’s that have to do with me and you?” Kia asked. “I didn’t. I won the lottery getting her to marry me; for her part she won my income and security. Seemed like a fair trade to me at the time. That said.Now she wants to sweeten the pot—her half of it—by having a lover. His name is Ron Pollard. Tall, slim, good looking, got a little money as I've been able to find out, but it's mostly tied up in houses he can't sell for what he paid for them, so it's problematical. Oh, and he's thirty-two! Chance I'll go along with her doing him? Really really. He won’t be long.’ During the man’s one-sided conversation with the woman, Mark had been swiveling his head back and forth between the two, noting details of each of them. The addition of the name now had him convinced that this was the Lenora he had loved for all of his life, the Lenora that he had lost through his own stubbornness. He noted that each of them had wedding rings, that the looks that passed between them expressed familiarity and comfort. The fact that the man blew her a kiss and.