I kissed her deeply as my hands moved to the zipper at the back of her skirt.In the dressing booth next door we could hear the rustling of a stranger'...s clothes as Dee's skirt fell to the floor. Nude from the waist down, she pressed into me, surrendering to my embrace. I grabbed her ass with one hand while softly stroking her hair with the other. As I pressed into her our combined weight against the dressing room partition made it creak loudly."Turn around," I commanded in a whispered tone.. I suppose that I should try it at least. Will they be gentle? Of course! Jules, will you get the lube please? What I suggest is that you take Jules in your arse first, then, even if you dont enjoy that you can still look forward to Jim fucking your cunt. How does that sound? OK, I guess. Im still not enthusiastic, but I am here to learn. About ten minutes later: Oh! Oh! Fuck me!!! Oh, yes! Oh, Jules. Jules was plunging his cock in and out of Rosemarys arsehole, while diddling her clit with one. When I had first started lusting after her she was a couple of years younger and fuller-figured, but it was clear that she had since been working out, her physique toned, and lean, but still retaining her perky and full breasts. A gust of wind blew her skirt up, she gasped out loud and I got a view of her magnificent ass under a lacy thong. I heard some students coming so I did the gentlemanly thing and quickly held her skirt against her round ass. She looked over her shoulder, saying, ‘Thank. Can I get you some tea, Mr. Fonzarelli?" Mrs. Sunnybrook asked."Certainly, that would be delightful," I responded.It only took them an hour to get all her stuff together. There was a handmade cedar lined hope chest that contained the articles of her dowry. She had her clothes packed into three suitcases and a valise. There were several boxes of her personal items also. I called the coachman in to load it on the carriage. Everything soon was loaded and we were ready to go.Rebecca tearfully bade.