“Is this a bad dress to wear at Uncle Red and Aunt Margie’s wedding?” Cassie asked Hector as she posed in a sundress for what was admittedly a r...ther low-key wedding.Red Marsh was all set to marry the woman that they now considered a sort of aunt and mentor. This was despite her newborn son Earl, for which it was likely Hector responsible due to the brief polyamorous fling that the twins had with her. They had quickly resumed their exclusive romance after that, though they never quit their. Then I saw him, a jogger. My then wife appeared to freeze, and didn't move. He proceeded to inform us that there were some guys a little way down with a camera and thought he'd better warn us.It was then I realised that the pussy in front of me was gaping open, fully exposed. Given her wide pussy, it had not closed after I had left and was open, helped by the legs splayed wide. The jogger was talking and I looked at his eyes and saw where he was looking... from breast to pussy. And there was no. And he's squeezing his cock too. I'm sure he would like to see my legs." Why don't you sit sideways to the table so that your sexy legs are not concealed under the table?" MMMmmmmmm... Do have any idea how excited this is making me. Are you sure?" Do it. Do it now!"Wendy pushed her chair back and turned so that her legs were facing the other table. She crossed her legs causing her skirt to ride high on her thighs. "He's looking at my legs now, Honey. I think he's having trouble deciding whether. I went into my living room and sat down, I heard her when she came out of the bathroom with out her pants. There she was in my face with her thick caramel thighs spread wide and her thick brownish black bush right in my face. "Lick me, like you always do. I washed it when I finished peeing." she was smiling and running her long finger down her already moist slit. Not wanting to be rude I dove in tongue first and begin to eat her. Her scent filled my nose as I buried my nose in her thick bush. I.