She was the first girl I knew that seemed interested in bridal dresses!"Do you like them?" she asked. "Yes. But only some." I openly replied as I poin...ted those out. They were some especially full-skirted simple bridal gowns. "I like those simple ones with petticoats underneath." I told her. Then I turned to watch her reaction. She looked at me little bit surprised. "Me too." she said."I love the women who dress in skirt and dresses, as you do." I said, not knowing why.I blushed. As we were. Her tongue ran along my lips, before darting between my teeth in a coy dance that she knew I enjoyed.I threw my arms up to pull her gently into my lap, only to have her nimbly pull away. I found both women looking down at me, a serious expression on both their faces. Only then did I notice that a third person had entered the room, as Geo walked up and stood next to them. They all wore the same unflappable expression. The look was only slightly marred by Amber's and Dixie's flushed. She stroked and caressed his throbbing cock, manipulating the long foreskin up and down over the angry red coronal rim, then she slid her hand down his long shaft to its base and then below, to reverently cup and squeeze his bloated testicles, holding them with inherent affection, then trailing back up to pinch at the beautifully formed pole with tiny, nipping pressures. Her hips ground of their own volition down against the mattress and she heard her own purring, animal-like sounds emitting. Reaching down I felt the silky juice oozing out of her cunt. I leaned forward and could smell the musty yet fresh pussy. I licked her as she sucked him and no time she was bumping back at my face with her ass. After a few minutes she changed position and lay on the seat with her pussy facing D. He is a fairly tall person and he opened the door of the suburban to stand next to it. Pushing her legs up he worked her to the edge of the seat and started to fuck her with long steady strokes. .