Before our coffee came, Holly gave me that look; the one says she has something big to get off her chest. I wasn’t sure what she was about to tell m... but I could tell by her body language it was big. “I met this guy at work.” She said while looking down at the table. Here it was: she was about to tell me she was leaving me for another man or worse, that she’d been in love with someone else for the last months or years. Holly reached out and put her hand on my arm, “I think he would be a great. It was nice. I enjoyed it. She did eventually show me the photos, which were lovely, but again I sensed some disquiet from Christine about the experience, which she would not share with me. She seemed strained somehow, as if something very deep was worrying her.Then it was my birthday, I was 58, and we agreed on a whole day and evening together. I wondered if I had been bought the same present! We met for coffee at 11am. Christine had a carrier bag with her. She gave me a card, which I opened.. "Sunny's thigh quivered beside her mother's, touching the satiny skin. Turning her head to the left, she watched Judd guide the rosy head of his immense cock into the curly, rich hairs of her mother's cunt. She saw the hairs caress the bulb for a moment, then saw the knob disappear into the scarlet gash that opened to take it inside.The rod followed smoothly, its twisted veins plunging into the hot depths of Teresa's cunt, the trunk sliding from sight until the distended balls were in the cleft. ”I grinned, grabbing my pompoms and set about cheering the game. My breasts bounced and heaved, my cock swinging before me, precum dribbling from the tip. My juices trickled down my thighs as I felt hundreds and hundreds of eyes on us. Phones were out, taking pictures and recording videos of us going through our routines, cheering on the football team playing behind us.Our skirts flared up more and more. We were turning around, asses facing the crowd, and we improvised booty shakes and twerked,.