“You aren’t serious, are you?” I finally asked after a moment.She held me tighter, only to shift her waist so that my cock slid between her thig...s, her head still buried against my shoulder. “No, not really. But then again, that would be better than losing you.” She sighed. “I really like Serenity though, and if I was going to share with someone, I could see it being her.” She paused, her voice dropping. “Especially since that’s what might have happened anyway, if I hadn’t met her, and thus met. “What’s wrong with me, he says! Oh boy, that’s a laugh.”Arms waiving grandiosely, Ralph begins stalking around the apartment, the steam building momentum he is unable to control in his confusion and frustration.“I’LL TELL YA WHAT’S WRONG WITH ME, NORTON!” Ralph bellows, on the verge of spilling all until he looks into the trusting, innocent eyes of his pal and the storm is suddenly calmed within him.“Oh, what’s the use?” Ralph says. “You wouldn’t understand anyway.”“Tell ya what, Ralph.” Norton. I’m getting sore.” She stood up and removed the robe. She let it drop to the floor. Jack was startled. Instead of the nursing bra and the plain white panties from Sears, his mom was wearing only a fancy pair of panties. The panties had the French cut with the leg of the panties sexily rising up her hip. He did not even remember seeing these panties in his secret excursions into his mother’s lingerie drawer. His mom’s breasts were large and swollen, but still hung high by themselves. The nipples. " Tammi told her hewasn't sure about anything anymore, but if that was how he was, it wasTaylor and Samantha who had made him that way. Samantha took him to a motel where they had the bridal suite. There waschampagne that read 'compliments of the management.' They enjoyed thechampagne and then Samantha started to help him undress. She told him shewondered how he had gotten into the dress. It took her fifteen minutes toget just the dress off him. She took off a piece of her own clothing.