"No fair! You haven't taken us there in ages!"Maeve swallowed and laughed. "We were there for your birthday barely two weeks ago!"She flushed and mutt...red, "Oh, yeah." Oh, yeah," Maeve chuckled, shaking her head. "Besides, I am sure we will probably go for dinner before Shameera leaves, assuming she likes it." Oh, you'll love it, Aunt Shameera. The food is great!" Alex gushed, practically bouncing in her seat.I savored breakfast while Maeve dressed and then packed the kids into her car to drive. But we had told everyone we knew to bring anyone else they knew - so before long, there were a dozen people we didn't even know tapping the keg. But what's a party without lots of people?James and I had hit it off from the first time we met - I knew right away he had great taste from the Cubs banner proudly displayed on the flagpole on the front of his house. The flag had been a conversation starter and before long, one of us was showing up at the other's house with a six pack of Miller Lite. It wasperhaps the most we had talked and the closest we had been since westopped dating. I loved it, as she was both interested in me and flirtyas well. It was hard not to just stare at that wonderful cleavage. Thatkept me hard as well as interested, as my cock seemed to like beingclose to her even more than my mind did. Even when she described howexcited Jeff was about today, it did little to dampen my growingenthusiasm. I did have to ask how her marriage was and couldn't resistdigging a bit. There were only three.”“Three?” I asked skeptically.“Apiece,” he admitted.“Mistress,” Martha interjected, “the girls kept telling Tom to stick his huge cock into my pussy. Now does that sound right to you? Doesn’t it sound a little silly for a tigress to have a pussy?”“A vagina?” Kris offered.Believe it or not, Martha made a disgusted-looking face. “I hate clinical terms!” she declared.“A cunt?”Martha cocked her head, thinking. Then she nodded firmly, turned to Tom and declared, “Mate, from.