?"Limousine? What limousine?" I asked wondering what he meant."Oh the limousine that's been ordered for your exclusive use today." But where am I to g...?? I bleated."The driver has your itinerary in the limousine," he replied. "Have anice day and thank you for staying with us."So I picked up my purse, my coat and I shrugged as I looked at myselfin the mirror. I touched up my make-up and smiled at my womanlyreflection. I headed out of the room back the way I'd just come with myheels again. He slammed it into her as hard as he could. She said he went crazy on her. Fucking her so hard she thought he was going to puncture her stomach. She said he was thrusting so deep it was alternately an incredibly good feeling and at times painful but she didn't want to stop. The poppers made her want it "anyway I could get it."As the popper began to wear off Ernie offered her more and she took more. She could hear bits of conversations about how hot it was to be watching Bobby fuck her. About. But they did more than that. They both squeezed up against us, Mimi behind me and Bobby behind Laura, and we are asking them, what's this all about? And the kids tell us, your knees turn to jelly when you guys cum and we want to hold you up so you both get the best cum. And we are asking, how do you know that? And they tell us, it's a long story but finish up, we are here to hold you up while you blast her pussy, Dad. So Laura and I just pretend the kids aren't there, and we keep on fucking,. "I'm Margie. You got a car or what?"A threesome was the farthest thing from my mind, but my brain reached out and grabbed it. "Right over there. The red Honda." We'll follow you,' Margie said. "We'll have to stop and pick up some food." Sure. I said," but I didn't want to play as desperate as I felt. The threesome was looking possible, but I wasn't sure of the ground I was walking on. I couldn't be that lucky, could I?" Look... what's your name," Busther said. "Brian." Brian. You're standing.