"Luaralee sipped her bourbon and water mixture. "T know how you fell, darling. But it will be fun, visiting back and forth. I'd like to be fucked in y...our bed, by your husband, and you there with us." What about*your* husband?" Jessica asked.Glancing away and over at the couch where Chris Hartmann sat beside his lovely daughter, where Robbie pressed his thigh against the girl's from the other side, Lauralee said, "I only have an address for Marshall; we haven't been in touch for years. He send. Dora just didn't have relatives.It was Saturday morning and Britt and I had gone upstairs after coffee with Mom and Dad. We had gone up to lie down for an hour or two to be well rested for the wedding. I would bring Britt, Mel, and Missus Thornton in my car. Mom and Dad would take his car and meet us there. We dressed and Mom and Dad left.Britt and I went next door for Missus Thornton. She was ready and looked very happy. I opened the car door for her and handed her in. Britt went around and. Fuck the shit out of her Blake."Blake grabbed my hips in his large, strong hands and started pounding into me. I loved the way it felt and Neal loved the way I was grunting and moaning around his cock.I heard Karen screaming beside me. She was the first to reach orgasm. I had forgotten how loud she got when she came. It was a good thing that Tony had his cock in her mouth.Neal was next. He suddenly grasped my head and held my face against his belly and I felt his cock throbbing in my throat.. “You really need to see the master bedroom upstairs. I don’t mind sharing the umm, shall we say, special equipment with you if you need it. We should get your gear inside and have dinner before we do that though. Vivianna already got one eyeful today thanks to Marta deciding to put on a show in the shower when she saw her. I want her to be free to choose if she wants to play, not be driven into our bed because she is too horny to think straight.”“You’re far too noble, Alonso,” Marian sighed..