She took off her shirt and I gave her one of my wife beaters to wear while she was sleeping. When she stood up she tied the drawstring of the pants so...they wouldn’t fall of her slender waist. She called me over to her and kissed my cheek. “Aren’t you gonna wear pajamas?” she asked me, and I just shook my head no and dropped my jeans. “I’m fine in just my boxers.” I said, but I made sure I didn’t let her catch a glimpse of my dick, which was hanging just above the leg opening of my shorts, and. " he said.The minister then turned to the congregation, "If any persons here present see reason why these two should not be joined in holy matrimony, may they speak now or forever hold their peace."When the silence showed there was no clear objection, he continued. "Then by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you, husb..."The minister's summation was stopped in its tracks as the church doors burst open."We object!" shouted a man in a lime green suit and purple top hat. He was followed into. "But you're available and ready for munching!" I replied. "But let's save our horny bods for the club. If we can't find anyone else there to satisfy us, we can always satisfy each other!" Kate laughed and rubbed the front of my shorts, knowing how frustrating it was be teased with no relief in sight. "I got the club outfits," she announced. "Yours is the smaller one, of course." She handed me a small package. "It's skin-tight, so no underwear." In seconds I was naked and struggling to get the. Wisdom of the ages, amazing sexual techniques and a healthy dose of prurient pleasures were being passed from the Lady’s clitoris to my wife’s clitoris, as it was from her pussy to June’s pussy. But there was also something deeper, more profound, going on here. There was a deep love building between the two women, just as much as the profound heated desire between the two pussies. But it was not the kind of love that I needed to be jealous about. Lady Bianca was showing and giving June a level.