Our black friend and I just watched the wild kinky sex show in front of us drinking beer and telling them different ways to fuck each other. By the ti...e we were nearly done with the strong liquor Ellen was doing some very nasty things for the three of us with her gaping holes. My black friend fucked her twice but said that the fat guy had her holes so loose that he would wait till next time he came over for another piece of her nasty ass and pussy.It was late and stinky Ellen and the fat guy. The only conclusion I can draw is that perhaps she feels her pantyhose must be damaged before I can have them.Another thing I noticed early on is that it was a somewhat rare occurrence for mom to come home with a run in her pantyhose. Maybe once a week she came home with a run which means she took care of her pantyhose when she was out of the house. I know when I was with her in public she never did anything to jeopardize her pantyhose. Even dad noticed and a few times he cracked “Well we are. And said she had probably stepped over the line. Without hesitation, I got dressed, grabbed a cab and headed to Treasure Island, where Sue was staying.I knocked on Sue's door and she answered and indeed she was sloshed. She invited me in...and we began to talk...the little bottles of alchohol were neatly lined up on the counter and a quick count came up with more than even I probably could have handled! But there were still a few left...she offered me one...and I accepted rapidly as I needed. Once Joe's tongue went to work between her legs the script was out the window. Charlie laid back on the bed and couldn't suppress a gasp this time. Her hands twitched, wanting to go to her breasts. She wouldn't let them. One of his hands reached up and did it for her.The next thing Charlie knew she was lying on the moist bed staring at the ceiling and gasping for breath. Joe looked up from between her legs with a wolfish grin. He licked his lips."You taste fucking delicious," he murmured.Joe.