.. "Baby," I blustered, "In my limited experience, women fight over guys..." That's when one of them is STEALING," Mona assured me. "We'll be SHARING!... And what does Bonnie think of this?" I asked."She's fine with it," Mona replied, the undercurrent being, 'of course... ' Before I could say anything about wanting to hear this assurance from Bonnie, Mona turned and yelled, "Bonnie!"Before I could decide whether it was politic to wrestle my erection out of Mona's grasp, Bonnie came around the. I had to touchJack's panties and he had to touch mine while we were tightening ourcorsets. These had garter straps so I figured some stocking would becoming up. I was right. But Mother reminded me that I'd have to remove mypanties first as I wouldn't be able to remove them when I sat down to gopotty. So I pulled the seamed pink stocking up my legs. I remembered toroll them first as to not put runs in my stockings. Jack was watching melike a hawk. I had Jack help me to make sure the seams were. . “ “Just like me?” “Well, it obviously goes beyond that. We both know what you did to me in that bed. I should be too old to manage what you inspired me to do. But you’re just fishing for compliments my sexy friend. I could hire you to be my mistress, you naughty slut. But that’s probably a bit too sensational a title for the mother of the groom and surrogate mother of the bride. How about if I hire you as wedding consultant? If you get tired of sharing my bed you can always resign. "Do it daddy! Do it!" groaned Angie clinging to his shoulders.For the next few minutes, once more, we pounded up into her wet tight holes, making her moan and groan between us, while Donna happily watched and fingered her mature pussy.Then Angie began to get louder and more excited again, and eagerly Tom asked "You going to cum honey?" Yes daddy! Yes!" groaned Angie back.He then looked at me over Angie's shoulder and asked "You ready too?" Oh god, Yeah!" i replied eager to finally unload as.