She was obviously enjoying herself. After about 10ish minutes of this she spoke upMary: “Stop for a second your hurting me”John: “Sorry, want to...try sucking me again?”She nodded at that. He slid out of her. My stomach dropped, he was big, wasn’t massively thick but he was long, longer than me, how could I ever compete with that? He lay on the bed with Mary’s face over him, her back to me. I watched as she opened her mouth and took him in her, he gasped. I could see the back of her head bobbing. How could she walk around inmany of the dresses she loved without a petticoat. Of course it had to bethe right design for the right dress. She bought several. The petticoatsalone cost as much as many of the dresses you buy today. They had morematerial too.You know Joanne I barely remember having worn one in my entire life. Theywere the norm back in the day. When I was a little 8 years old girl andwas in my first-communion, I wore one underneath my white dress. I woreit with white tights. Of course he does! It’s the main reason I married him. It wasn’t for his honesty or selfishness, that’s for sure.”Samantha stroked her father’s wet cock and grinned. “But, he is kinda cute, mom.”“Don’t encourage him, Sam,” Julie replied.“So, what will it be Chad? Shall I call the police and have you thrown in jail? Cut off your balls? Slap the living shit out of you? Maybe a long, hard spanking on your bare ass, with Samantha and me taking turns until your ass is black and blue?“I know. For. He took me through the house and would tell me the two times we came to a staircase and whenever we would need to turn. Then I felt the coldness of the linoleum flooring. I heard some things being rearranged and then my lover lifted me up and placed me on the edge of the table. I was gently placed on my back. I felt his fingers carefully caress my pussy and pull on my clit and the rings down there.“I want you to have some ... fun before we get to the joining of the promised parts.” he.