"I want it," I said."Jerry Holland," she said. "Do you want these?"I sighed. My cock pressed against my zipper."Yes, I do," I said, and I raised my ...ands again. Again, she caught myhand and, with a smile, pushed it down to the sofa.Her face got serious."Jerry James Holland," she asked. "Do you want these?"I looked at those big brown breasts, her dark nipples, and the valleybetween them, and I knew I never wanted anything so much in all my life."Oh, God, I do. I want those," I said. "I. We got to the main door and she asked me “Are you ready ?“ while I answered “Not really …” she replied “GREAT ! Than let’s go !”. We turned on the vibrators to maximum power and head on out to the big world. We walked hand in hand like 50 feet when she started running and pulling me after her. The excitement was great before but running … well that was totally different … as my muscles were trying to push out the enormous vibe the knickers were pushing it back … it felt like someone was fucking. .. It seemed as if I waited there, kneeling for an eternity. Then, the door opened. I heard footsteps approach, and was greeted by her taking the top of my head and pushing it towards the floor. “Lick my shoes, Cuckold,” she barked. I did as ordered, with my tongue I washed every inch of her patent CFM shoes until she was satisfied.Allowing me to kneel again, she held her hand under my chin and told me to open wide. With that, I felt a cock pushing into my mouth...Something I had never felt. She had lost her father when young but had been close to him and had nothing but good memories of him.“Anyway, let’s enjoy.” I smiled, and we did. We walked for hours. The murals were amazing and exploded with color. Lavi got out her sketch kit and drew a few of them for fun while Melissa took photos like crazy including selfies of all of us. Sometimes we had to squeeze in close and more than one photo was taken with someone goosing someone else.Periodic breaks were taken as the girls went on.