I didnt know it yet, but her name is Leona. She was with a small group of women, I assumed her friends, as they entered the floor. She strode confiden...ly on her gold heels, in a slinky green dress, high on the thigh that dipped low between her breasts, with a gold belt for adornment. Her dark brown curls sat beautifully upon her shoulders, accenting her lovely face. Her skin was a bit more kissed by the sun than my own, which made her all the more appealing to me. It seemed she was herding the. Ronny the outgoing one came in and tried to do just as good but she was not the same. I did kiss her and gave her more tongue than I had the only other time I kissed her in the girls' washroom.I knew from her mind that she had been put up to this by my wives and I gave it to her as good as I could then. She had a small orgasm and sagged against me as if she never wanted to go. I picked her up and placed her on the couch to recover.It was soon apparent that I had to kiss the rest too. These. Aaaaah….. oohh… oohh….. Tarun… slowly….. slowly…I will be dead… please..” But dad was in no mood to listen. Mom even scratched dad’s back with her nails out of pleasure.Dad increased his speed and by now, he was ramming mom like an animal. Mom was screaming so loudly in pain and enjoyment that her voice was even audible to me.Then dad changed his position and he came into doggy style from missionary. He started fucking mom from behind. After 10 minutes, he again switched position and again came. Next I called Mike on his cell phone. The message should track him down, I thought. "Mike, it's me Maxine. Call me, we have a problem." You seem to be moving a lot better today," Tiny Dancer said to me."I got cleared by my doctor to do anything that didn't hurt. The chances of tearing a stitch are almost entirely gone," I informed her."Well keep working at it and you will be ready for the stretching exercises any time now." she said."Maybe next week," I said in agreement. I watched her walk.