As he lifted them out, he discovered the reason the bagwas so heavy. Under the lingerie was a set of breast forms. Kenestimated them to be a little ...larger than Cheree's breasts, which meantthey would be a C cup. He lifted one up and shouted above the hootingand clapping, "What kind of a boob buys this for a Christmas present?"He replaced the items into the bag as laughter replaced the hoots.Numbers 21 and 22 went without much fanfare. A brass letter box wasswapped for a unidentifiable. I grind my pussy with yours. I massage you tits. hmmm. "Please, I need you." I tell you to take your bra off and I suck on each nipple, back and forth for a couple of minutes. I take my bra off. You know not to touch. This is all about you right now, there'll be plenty of time for me. I pull your panties off and then mine. I kiss your shaved mound, you buck, you are so horny. I lick your slit. hmmmm. I find your clit and lick it, hmmm. Then I stick my tongue deep in your pussy. You. So is that ok with you?......... Sure I replied as I drifted in and out of a drunken stupor. Come on……Honey wake up……..come on we are going to bed now. ……..You coming with us? Somehow managing to get up over the stairs and into my bedroom I stripped naked and fell onto the bed. Dull voices in the back round kept me from falling into a deep sleep as the bed moved with a rough motion and hearing the oohh……aahhh……oh yes mom. Opening my eyes my wife was eating out the daughter as her younger. Going into the reception area with Jane, Ray caught the attention of a waitress and ordered each of them a drink. Jane was a perfect date. She put her arm around Ray's arm and walked around the room with him, introducing Ray to the people she knew. The people they met for the most part were couples who seemed like sincerely nice people. Jane knew the number of the table they were assigned to sit at and wondered out loud to Ray as to who else was at the table. Well, they would soon find out.