The lighthouse itself was as individualized as their own love…as individualized as their own personalities as the kiss lingered, stopping and starti...ng until Gabrielle thought her desire was going to burst through her chest and suffocate her. There was only a slight hesitation, a moment locked in time and space as Travis slipped the ring upon her finger. ‘It’s not much, but means a lot, and the next one I slide on will mean even more.’ In a flurry of activity, Gabrielle pulled from her lovers. I had naturally dressed slutty but she had outdone me by a mile. About 30, tall, huge breasts encased in a latex corset. Suspender and stockings, high heels and no knickers. Fully shaved and looking delicious. “Come in honey. Let me introduce you to my husband, Fred” she said “he wants to see me with another woman. Is that ok?” I told her that I was prepared for anything. Of course “anything” was an exaggeration but I wasn’t about to list what I WON’T do - actually I can’t think of what that. She had not enjoyed a man since she quit making porn movies a month before, and she was more than ready to make up for lost time and get back to what she did so well. She spread herself on the narrow bed, grinned and lifted her knees. Ralph climbed on her eagerly, licking her nipples as he went past, and sank his now-rigid prong up into her as she raised her pelvis to make it easier. In he went, inch by inch, tightly sheathed all the way to the balls. She clasped him firmly with her long legs. With a weak but very happy smile, she gazed at the girl with a look of utter adoration.Her eyes dancing, Kristen leaned in and kissed her mother's lips.Down below however, her hand started to move again, another finger joining the first inside. Without giving Ann a chance to fully recover from that first awe-inspiring climax, she started to fuck her with her hand - those probing fingers thrusting deep into her twat while her palm rubbed against her aroused and erect clitoris.Kristen closed the.