Catherine exposing a white lace thong to match her bra. I could clearly see that this trophy wife kept her pussy trimmed like a porn stars. A thin lin...e of dark pubes. I guess she wasn't a real blonde. My Mother was wearing a pair of sexy lace black French panties, harder to see through than Catherine's.'OH Gwen, where did you get them, they are lovely' Catherine asked referring to my mothers panties. I snapped pics while they chatted about each others underwear. I was breathing heavy now.'Can. By doing that, he just made it hotter, so after that, I told him to fuck off, and we both got dressed. We drove over to my place and fucked for like three hours, but we took a few small breaks. I was on the pill at the time, so we didn't bother using condoms, and we just went for it. We both knew we were hot for each other, so after about sixteen orgasms or so, we finally just kissed each other again and talked about what happened." And you didn't kiss during the sex?" Ron asked. "No, not that. We left the first year of University as the best of friends, and I was invited to stay at her family’s mansion over the Summer break. I was nervous: her father would surely want the best for his daughter. I could not offer him that.However, if Clifford McAllister had any reservations about the young man his daughter had introduced as her “special friend” then he didn’t show it. He showed me around his Grade I listed mansion, shared his finest spirits with me and then showed me his library:. She moved a hand and touched it over the pants … OOOO … .big one she managed to say.I stopped kissing her … and moved away … .and asked how was that … ?? MMMM … .no words … .felt different … .she said … .We all sat on the sofa and I had the 2 women on each side of me … sipped the coffees … and looked at each other.Avi said … Pradeep … .we have never experienced sex with a man yet … and talked about how both women, had met and started doing business together and time spent together and as time.