Word spread and one morning I had six wives besides my two best friends over for a marathon class. Chloe had bought a twenty pound turkey and roasted ...t. We all helped strip the meat off the bones, and soon we were chopping onions and prepping the rest of the ingredients. Amanda had bought ten pounds of cheese and three large jars of pimentoes. I contributing by making homemade mayonaise and buying three loaves of artisan breads for taste tests. I’d also taken the time to make four pans of. After my initial surprise, I resume toying with her tits and nipples, trying to match my movements to Gretchen's increasingly feverish fingering.Soon her breathing grows shallow and raspy. Her body stiffens, a long moan emerges from deep in her throat, and she clings to my naked shoulders with her head pressed into my neck. I realize I am still gently rocking my cock back and forth against her pussy lips. As her orgasm subsides, we collapse onto the sofa.When her eyes finally open, Gretchen. Her dark eyes pleaded. "Now get me the cock you promised... please." She squirmed as she stood in front of Tiny's stall."You'll get it," Patti whispered conspiratorially."When?" Betsy moaned. She scratched Tiny behind the ear.Patti ignored her friend and opened the gate to Tiny's stall. She led him out to the center of the barn, stroking his head as Betsy watched in bewilderment."What are you going to do with Tiny?" Betsy frowned. "You promised me a cock." She stood on first one leg, then the. ”“Beth, you still look good, no matter what you wear,” Isaid softly. I thought, noticingthe way her nipples made little points in the front ofher halter.“Jimmy, you’re still just as sweet ever,” she said, herface flushing slightly. “But let’s not stand out herein this heat. Get your stuff and come on into the housewhere it’s cool.”I opened the car trunk, lifted out my suitcases, andfollowed Beth into the house. With her only a few.