It was called the"Spotted Dog" and was owned by two lesbians. I thought of it as alesbian bar and grill and was pleased by both the relaxed feel of th...place and by the way the staff treated you as people no matter whatyour style of living. We were lucky in finding a parking spot near therestaurant. During the drive over and indeed just getting into the carand buckling up was a continuous source of amazement to her. It is agood thing that she was unfamiliar with the door lock since apparentlythe. She craved it. She was such a naughty, naughty MILF.I shoved down my panties and exposed my sparse, black bush. My virgin twat quivered as I rolled the panties down my thighs. They slid over my knees and dropped to the floor. I stepped out of them, my ankle socks rubbing against them.Should I take those off?Before I could decide, the MILF growled and pushed me back. My legs hit the bed. I gasped as I sank down with a squeak. The mattress groaned. I quivered here, my toes curling. My heart beat. -Since Brian is such a good boy, letting Gino fuck his hole, I am sure that Brian will receive a shiny new toy car, promises Dad. He keeps on tugging on his foreskin, meaning that big shiny head of his thing appears and disappears at a rapid speed. Perhaps Brian can even get two cars if he is really good! -In that case I wish Gino was here right now, so he could give me a present too, I say loudly. I have been taught not to ever be jealous but it doesnt seem fair to me that somewhere out there. Then I noticed the small suitcase next to him. “I got to go for at least a day, maybe more.” His face was apologetic, as my expression was one of sadness. “This should be the only time we will be separated…hopefully.” A hug and he left. “Your husband is sure handsome.” Rita said. “He isn’t my husband, he is my brother.” “Oh! Then he is available then!” She said with a smile. However, she stopped when she noticed that I was in no mood for any joviality. Offering to take me shopping, I.