I could not believe this was really happing, they were all good and drunk and every man in the restaurant was checking out my mil Sil and wife. So we ...eft I drove home all horny and shit I reached over and started to play with my wife's pussy as they talked and joked around we mad a pit stop at a store so they could pee before we left Nashville as I watched them all stumble into the store fixing there dresses I was in heaven three drunk hot sluts in my car for the next hour I made sure to drive. The got in position with Marsha mounting Lillian missionary-style. The butch slid her hands underneath to grab her bitch’s soft buttocks, her fingers moving into the crack. The two older women had a perfect fit: lips to lips, piss slit to piss slit, clit to clit. They fucked for what seemed like an hour, but it was only for about 10 minutes before they screamed their orgasm much to the appreciation of a small crowd which had gathered around them. They were covered in sweat, their bodies shiny. He then just fished the cabin keys out of his pocket and put it in his sister’s outstretched palm.“I’ll try and calm her down,” Madison whispered and then winked at her male friends, before she followed Athena into the nice-looking, two-story cabin.As soon as the girls were in, Kieran sighed again. “Dammit, Cody, couldn’t you control yourself for a few more seconds, man? Now she’s gonna be pissed for the whole weekend!”Cody Zimmer was Kieran and Athena’s maternal cousin, his mother being the. I was no more nor less in love with Mary than with Jas or Kelly or Sarah Lynn or Ariel or Charmaine. There was something about painting one of my lovers that was almost more intimate than making love. Of course, doing both was best!What surprised me, though, was that I was still wrapped in the warm feeling of my grandpa’s words of praise. I didn’t think it was possible, but I was as proud of my work in the meat market as I was of my painting. I’d managed the department for a whole day and did.