. a proper polyamorous wedding without the necessity of converting to Mormonism, overwhelmed us. We couldn’t just engrave ‘It’s Complicated’ o... tasteful ivory card stock and mail it off to all of our various friends and family. Besides, if marrying one woman wasn’t complicated and life-disrupting enough, then marrying two, mother and daughter at that, would just multiply all the usual relationship difficulties, plus allow for even less available closet space.That’s me ... the pessimist. So, we. It displayed a surprising solidity; the kind of solidity which made Karen step back for fear of scrambling the contents of her ovaries. “Not kidding,” Carson muttered, rolling onto his back having unzipped his trousers. “Where did it come from?” “Work.” Carson moaned as he wanked his fully erect cock. “I want you to touch it.” Karen swallowed as shock, fear and excitement fought to take a hold of her slippery soul. She knew there was no future with Carson… and suspected that he knew it too. . The stranger was still absorbed in her telephone conversation. She glanced at Ginny who suddenly felt naked. Before she could change her mind, she thrust her hand toward the wastebasket, and her panties disappeared in the jumble of discarded paper towels.The stale air of the bar greeted her nostrils, but more startling was the draft between her legs. She knew from the coolness that she was dripping wet. She wanted to rush back into the restroom, either to hide or to stroke herself to orgasmic. Main unko dundne laga, aur mera hath kisi sharir se takraya parntu mujhe nahi pata tha wo kon hai isliye maine pahle chehre par hath firaya par koi idia nahi aaya to maine hath uski chhati par rakh diya, chuchio par hath rakhte hi mujhe pata chal gaya tha ki wo ya to malti hai ya dhara kyoki chuchiya chhoti-chhoti thi. Fir bhi main ye Confirm nahi kar paya kon hai to main apna hath aur niche le gaya aur chut aur chutdo ko sahlane laga jaise main pahchan karne ki koshish kar raha hu. Tabhi maine.