MP was raised in an Irish Catholic family so a church wedding was important to her. It was a small ceremony—Ted and Josh were ushers; Dad walked MP ...own the aisle. Her mother was an honored guest as was Grandpa. Her father wasn't invited and we were relieved when he didn't show up. Had he come he was going to have to deal with my mother's wrath—not something I'd like to describe here. We lived near Greenwich, Connecticut so after the ceremony Mom and Dad treated all of us to dinner at Manero's,. It was such a hot sight to witness.“Mommy!” moaned Tonya. “I've been such a bad girl! Oh, clean up all that cum out of me! Ooh, Mommy!”My pussy clenched.Mrs. Alberts just moaned, licking, lapping, driving her daughter wild. My fingers plunged deep into her cunt, reaming her. Her hot flesh squeezed around me as she whimpered out in delight. Her juices spilled down my hand.“Mommy!” moaned Tonya, her fingers digging into her little titties. “Oh, yes, yes, Mommy!”I thrust a third finger into Mrs.. She, like me, had red hair and green eyes. She was pretty even though she was already 36 years-old. All the black men thought she still looked pretty good. She would haul me to this bar at night and I would sit in the back at a table. The bartender would keep an eye on me.The familiar sounds of the bar filled the air. Dirty jokes, guys hitting on my mom. The TV blared out with live coverage of Monday Night Football. My mommy laughing at a joke and asking a guy to be 'generous.' She had a big. .." But how about you?" I asked, and she turned to me again, her eyes thoughtful, but bright with excitement."Oh," she said. "I can imagine — if everything was OK — and safe — it could really turn me on ... yes, I think I could do it ... I'm not sure about — you know — how far..."My imagination was working overtime — I was seeing Miriam hesitantly leaving the protection of the front seat of the car, her generous breasts bare, being fondled and pulled by the hands of two different men — they.