You know, I still haven’t picked out a wedding dress, and I would love it if you joined me to do so.”Now Mariah was near tears, “Oh, my God! Yes...! I’m honored, I would love that!”“Great! I could use some advice and I love your style.”In honesty, Carly didn’t trust her own judgment to pick out something appropriate. She was afraid she would repeat the same mistake she made tonight. Mariah was used to the designer labels and could steer her decision to a more classy, elegant dress. ***As friends. He had ten beautiful women living with him; nine total airheads who would let him fuck them any way he wanted (though a couple of them whined that 'it hurts when you put it there' if he tried anal), and one charming, brilliant woman who wanted to be his sister (and she wasn't into incest.)Charlene (the non-airhead) had rapidly grown to love him, and he to love her, but she was deeply in mourning for her lost husband, who'd been a sailor on one of the United States Navy's nuclear missile. John had been looking for work away from town, and now had several interviews to go to. Our finances were tight, and almost all of the companies to be interviewed at would only pay for John's flight. Scared to death, I watched as John reluctantly left for the first interview, leaving me alone, so alone, at the airport.I went directly home and locked all of the doors. I stayed inside that whole day and the next. I talked to John on the phone several times, since he called constantly when he. If you become knocked up one day, I sure hope you let us see them and allow us to play with them too." Sure, Mommy," I moaned while kissing Sage.Cindy kissed my neck and cheek again and even brought her hands back to my thighs. She massaged them as Sage did the same for my lips. Meanwhile, I felt like they were both stimulating my body with theirs.Even as they quit thrusting the dildos, they were still buried deep inside me, and they felt to be pressuring in there to go further. I loved feeling.