“The unmasking of the Lone Ranger.” She grinned. “I think that would be the perfect thing to happen right before all the guys jack-off into your...mouth.”I looked to Kara, my opinion on the matter evident in my eyes.“I’m not sure we’ll do that part.” Kara said.“But you have to.” Connie argued. “It was Denise’s favorite part. She’s still going on about it.” She turned back to me. “Think about it: the Lone Ranger is thrown down on the table after being humiliated by multiple ass-fuckings from his. She was trying to imagine what that hunk of cockmeat would feel like, throbbing in her hands. She even shocked herself a bit by wondering what it might taste like. Golly, she thought. That would really be naughty!She unsnapped her jeans and pulled the zipper down. The fly gaped open. She began to tug them down. They fit tightly and she had to squirm her sexy ass and nubile hips as she drew them from her loins.She wore black bikini panties, just a wisp of silk stretched across her pelvis. The. I guess that she was right as all thelying outside in the sun hadn't helped the curls which were beginning tolook pretty messy. When we got there I assumed that it would just be thesame color touch-up and permanent that I had gotten before but I guessthat Mom had other plans, as when we emerged several hours later, mytightly curled hair style was back but the color was different - I hadgone from being a red head to being a REDHEAD. Like, think a reallybright red - not a neon color, but not all. I looked forward seeing Bill coming back for the third go with the monster dick. He pushed inside her pussy easily with how loose She had become. I could hear the collected cum squishing inside her as Bill's cock pressed against her cervix wall. He made a few thrusts and then pushed his entire length as deep inside my wife's ass as he could get. As I watched I felt my wife's tongue on my ass hole, this is not something she has done regularly, but it was enjoyable as her tongue licked and darted.