It was something the friends haddreamt about, and as they had dreamed, Jenny split it down the middlewith her best friend.Both the husbands had been q...uite well off before they married, so theywere content with where they lived, but the women wanted their men tostop working so that they could do the things together that theirdreams had carried them. Neither was very keen, they enjoyed theirwork in programming, but being good husbands they fell in with thewishes of their wives.After they had the. I stared at his cock like it was a ghost. I was trembling and yet so excited. He had me straddle him so I could work that monster in under my own weight. I bounced up and down on his cock for what felt like and hour before I got it most of the way in me. He was just leaned back and enjoying the show. I came so hard when I got him as far in me as he would fit. It was after I came that he pushed me off of him and he told me to bend over the edge of the couch. He grabbed my hips and fucked me like. What I really wanted was to get out of there before Liz got up. I was to ride in the limo with mom to the church and I would be walking her down the aisle. My grandfather, mom’s dad, had passed on a few years ago, so I got to do the honors. The wedding went great. Mom looked beautiful. It really was so good to see her this happy. Liz and I just ignored each other at the church and did the same at the reception. Don had booked a suite for him and mom in the hotel for the night. The next day. "She did, and I removed the memory card. Standard SD memory. I put it aside and fetched an empty card from a stack on the shelf behind me."Are you getting rid of my pictures?" she asked with that familiar angry expression."No, I'm saving them. I don't want to overwrite them. We'll back them up on the computer, too, and then we can more easily note the progress of your improvement over time. Plus I don't want to lose that last picture of you." I took it to the computer desk, grabbed a marker.