I think the fact that Doug and I chose to wear togas told the girls where we were going, the same as their choice of those leggings and short dresses ...informed Doug and I of their decision.However the shock on both Sylvia and Rose's faces was plain to see when Chaise and Myra arrived in the golf trolley again to pick us up."Did you have the front to lecture me about going ice-skating with Mol and Win, when you were intending to cavort around with those little tarts this evening?" Sylvia. Their father, a judge no less, is fine with that! Robert, Mom, and I have a great connection, a bond that makes our marriage sure to last. I’m very happy with them and them with us. Look at the Mayor and his wife. They’re happy with each other, and you know that neither of them keeps it in their pants,” Vicky told Ellen with more than a little contempt.“Hey, I wasn’t slut shaming anybody! Don’t take me for that! I just ... I just meant the idea that he controls and dominates you both, makes you. I grew more excited than ashamed as I watched my schlong disappear and reappear from this teenager's mouth."How does it taste?" I asked boastfully.Ruby removed my stick from her mouth momentarily to answer."It tastes like crap," she blurted out playfully, sparking some deja vu from earlier in the day.Her smug facial expression showed that she was half joking, but also half serious as she put it back in her mouth, polishing off my dick which still carried the cigarette flavored saliva and faint. I can feel the head of ur warm cock against my ass rim, and it opened me up completely. U stand with ur back against the wall and it was clear to me that I would have to do work and fuck myself. One of my favorites things that really makes me feel like a filthy whore that is dedicated to getting ass-fucked. I could easily stretch my rim around ur head and I can feel ur thick cock entering very slowly. We take a while with this moment since it was really exciting and we both started longing for.