“The girl, get me an introduction,” I ordered.“Work your magic old girl,” Bunty suggested.Mary sighed and ventured forth.I watched her make he...r way through the throng, her funny red fascinator hat like a ships sail threading hither and thither.I had no doubt Mary would fetch the vision of loveliness, my own status was well known as my father had wisely drunk himself to oblivion to insulate himself from mothers barbed tongue and compounded it by driving his own coach and four into the river. "You didn't finish cleaning out my cunt."Mary laughed. "You just like feeling things up inside you." She jammed her fingers deep into Patsy's pussy. "You like that?" Ummm, yesss," she moaned. She humped back, using her muscles to grip Mary's plowing fingers. "God, I feel so liberated." Your pussy has been liberated," Tracy laughed. She took a gob of cum and wiped it over the crack of Patsy's asshole. "How do you like this?" She jabbed her finger into Patsy's asshole."Ahhhh, Christ," Patsy. Even at half your strength, she'll feel it.”“Especially with her ass warmed up by our hands,” Alicia grinned.Zoey sank down into the chair, her big tits bouncing. She had the biggest tits in the family, even bigger than Mom's. Her brassy hair tumbled off her shoulders as she leaned back, her lithe, flexible legs parting. She had a shaved pussy, a unicorn tattooed on her pubic mound like it was galloping across her.“Enjoy, Yunie,” Stefani said, using her pet name for Zoey. The redhead leaned on. “Gary, is Lisa okay?At the mention of Lisa’s name Gary started sobbing. I had never seen Gary Ross cry. Normally he was making other people cry.“She left me, Rick,” he stuttered. “She left me for some old broad that just moved into town. Out in your neck of the woods. She just told me plain as day this morning. Kissed me goodbye and loaded her suitcases into a cab...”I couldn’t believe it. The dark bruise on my stomach throbbed as I thought about Rachel Finklestein’s bodybuilding display, her.