I told him he must protect his sisters from Mr Fieldand not mention that he had three sisters and we didn't want Mr Fieldasking to have sex with them ...too. Bobbie agreedMr Field looked at my Bobbie critically as she entered the room."This is my daughter, Roberta," I said introducing Bobbie to Mr Field."This is Mr Field," I said introducing Mr Field to Bobbie. "So calledbecause he is known to play the field."I knew that Mr Field actually had had no partner but me since his wifedied but he liked. I don’t want to create any scene here. One day doesn’t hurt. Mom said that my aunt will come to the fundraiser as well. I nodded and went to the room. I was chatting with my friends and I heard a knock on the door. It was Kavi. She just pushed me inside and started kissing me. I kissed her for some time.I came back to my senses and stopped her. I said, “Hey stop it. Don’t fool around when guests are home. They might find us.” She said, “No. I won’t go. You are the one who started it and you. The last guy was a big heavy guy with a tool to match. At least he took his time, rocking his cock into her at a nice slow pace, grinding his pelvis up against hers, her clitty getting crushed with each stroke. Olivia was on the bottom the whole time and loved it, her whole body pressed down by his manliness as he pushed his generous cock into her silken depths. The tip of his cock pushing at her cervical opening with every thrust. The little mouth nipping at his bulbous head each time the time. On the Corner Jane and I stood in all our glory. Jane had on platform mules with 7” heels, a jean skirt that came to her mid thighs and a leather vest with only the button between her tits fastened. She was about 30 and a little on the heavy side. Her short butch blond hair was spiked. I had on 5” red open toe pumps with stiletto metal heels. I had on red fish net thigh high stocking and a red micro spandex mini skirt with a silk black and white tiger stripped blouse with puffy long.