Since Tommy was from a little more well to do family, he said that he would help contribute half of the cost. Donna was elated.Now that it was all set...for Donna, she told Tommy that she would help him choose a tuxedo that would do him well and make him stand out. She chuckled at the double meaning.It was arranged that the two of them would get together and pick out Tommy's Tuxedo first. Tommy drove a nice clean 1978 Chevy painted a bright blue.Tommy went to Donna's home and she was waiting in. I knew I should stop. After all, these were paying guests. But I didn't! I just rolled my hips, letting her feast on my manhood. This went on for a good minute or two, Meg alternating between my shaft and my nuts. Suddenly, she stopped, pulling her shirt over her head.Seeing my puzzled look she said, "Don't want cum stains on my shirt. Mom will want to know where they came from!"As suddenly as she stopped, she started again. gobbling me up. All of me! My pubic hair tickled her nose.It was too. He has me pinned against the wall and lifts my legs to circle his waist as he starts to rock his hips, sliding in and out of me. He takes me hard and fast, his hips pistoning, cock pounding my wet cunt. Licking, biting, growling, moaning, consumed by feral carnality, we devour each other. My pleasure's building quickly and soon I'm hovering on the edge, getting closer every time he plunges into me. When his pace becomes erratic, his cock twitching, white-hot ecstasy sears through me and I. On that final trip, Vince was wild about fucking the pregnant Krissy.Though she wasn’t happy about the brand of sex she was missing Krissy was preparing herself for motherhood. The funny thing was without the unbridled, polyamorous sex she reverted to her old, shy self. When Rebeccah was born she fell quite naturally into the joy of motherhood and nurturing her child. When she was able to be penetrated again and when Doug and Martha were on the road Krissy would imagine the romps that she used.