"I smiled weakly and ran my fingers through the ringlets at the side of myhead."She is, isn't she?" the Matron said. "Your sister is supremelybeautifu...l. Princess Marcy, allow me to introduce you to the young manI've arranged to be your escort for the evening."I bit my lip as the Matron led Marcy away, leaving me alone to attempt togreet the remainder of the guests. I folded my hands over my waist andnodded respectfully as an older couple came towards the doors. I hadthought that seeing Marcy. “You can stop now.” Reluctantly, I stopped. “Is he doing a good job?” “I am getting some pleasure from this.” I heard my wife say, although I could hear the smile in her voice.“Should I punish him?”“No hold off, for now, he must try harder though.”I was relieved and determined to try very hard.“Finally, your wife will keep her buttocks apart. You will kiss her bottom hole as you would a lover and gradually use your tongue to breach her rear passage, gently mind you. Remember, I have my riding. I slippedon a condom and gave him a few sucks to tease him thengenerously loaded his hard cock with the KY jelly. I curled upon the mattress and he put some lubricant on my virgin hole andworked some inside with his finger. It felt surprisingly good.He lay behind me tenderly surrounding me with his 6 ft 3 frame.He gently placed his cock on my virgin hole and slowly began topenetrate. He kept asking if I was OK and I said "yes, myDarling." It did hurt but only for a while. It became kind ofnumb. “Oh my God!” I blurted out. “You're gorgeous!”She smiled broadly, then proudly posed on the steps with a hand on her hip. It suddenly occurred to me that they were all overdressed for the Olive Garden. Before I could say anything, Paula said, “I know what you’re thinking. I canceled your reservations and made some at Conroy’s for dining and dancing. When's the last time we all danced? At Josh's wedding?” “How did you know I made reservations at the Olive Garden?” I asked. “It was supposed to.