Again, Marjorie wore suspenders on hers as her thighs were full. Edith wore these tarty fishnet holdups, which could only be seen at her black strappy...stiletto sandals. She looked so classy, and the thought she’d dressed like a whore underneath had my imagination in overdrive.A close quarters magician entertained us for an hour with sleight of hand and card tricks and a rather good mind-reading ploy. It inspired me. “You know each other well, don’t you girls? Do you think you could read each. She comes to me and said if you don't want another man fucking me I wont do it.I said I kind of think it's hot if I saw another man fucking you,as long as I am fucking you too.I will set it up. Will he do it? Of course, he's single and it's your "blonde" pussy. I met Marc at the usual Saturday morning tennis.I finally asked,"hey Marc you know how you owe me one, well I am going to need a favor. Sure,anything.I told him, my wife wants a threeway and wanted you to join us.I told her I noticed. She yelled again for him to sniff it and he inhaled a large amount of the musky pungent air surrounding her tiny wet openings. He sniffed her pussy and ass enjoying them equally as much although they smelled differently but intoxicating.Maddison was thoroughly enjoying having her father’s face within inches of her hot little pussy but wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that. She looked back for a second saw Drew’s right hand down his pants. It was obvious that he was stroking. I could feel him getting harder and bigger when he suddenly pulled it out of my mouth and pushed me back down on the ground. In one swift motion he grabbed my shorts and pulled them off of me. he kicked off his pants and grabbed my legs and spread them wide. My pussy was soaking wet. He laid down on top of me and I felt his cock at the entrance to my pussy , he shoved it in , no pain, in fact I came right then. A couple of strokes and he was reaching deeper into me than I had ever gone. We.