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Sue soon joins me and strips off her top and skirt and is wearing sheer pantyhose with no panties and a black lace bra which shows off her titties nicely. Her nipples are already hard and as she moves in close I lower my head to suck them through the lacy material. Pete has stripped off and I tell him to help himself from my selection of lingerie and he chooses a cream suspender belt ( one of my favourites ) and a pair of tan, seamed stockings and puts them on. I am busy fingering Sues pussy through her pantyhose while I suck on her nipples when I feel Petes mouth close over my cock. He sucks me expertly and my cock is as hard as it has ever been. After a few minutes of sucking me he says" Now you are ready to fuck Sue". I don't need telling twice so moving to the bed I lay Sue down on her back and pull her titties out of her bra and ripping open her pantyhose and pulling my cock out through the crotchless panties and pantyhose, I lift her legs onto my shoulders and Pete guides my. We looked at each other, stood up and she took my hand. We started to walk off towards the room looking at her mom the entire time, smiling really big."Now look..." Her mom said.Her dad just looked at her and said, "Hey! You told them to get aroom! They're just doing what you told them to do!"Me Britt and her dad all started to laugh. "Fuck you all." Her momsaid while laughing. "You're all a bunch of smart asses."We then went to a nice restaurant for lunch. While we were sittingthere in our booth, Britt had moved to where she was sitting almost inmy lap. We were holding hands at first. We were both so happy to betogether that our fingers just squeezed together.As her parents were looking at the menu, she reached up and whispered in my ear. "I'm not wearing panties."I then looked in her eye. I kissed her as she smiled at me. I leaneddown and kissed her. I then whispered in her ear, "That isn't fair."She giggled as she let go of my hand and slid her hand onto my thigh.My cock started to.
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