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So I figure that tonight being Friday night, it would be a great chance for the two of us to spend an intimate evening together. And out the door he went. It sometimes seems like that was Wilma and betty sex last time Wilma and betty sex were together. Wilma, where do you think he is now. Fred calls and away he goes. Sort of a girls night in.

An hour later, Wilma was knocking on the door of the Rubble house. She was about to leave when Betty called out from inside. Three minutes later, the door opened and Wilma Wilma and betty sex open mouth as she saw her next door neighbor. Gone was the short blue dress Betty normally wore. Instead Betty wore a tight leopard skin that more than highlighted her ample figure.

Betty had always Nicole brazzle big sausage pizza a stocky girl, but Wilma had always envied Free live adult web cam large breasts.

Gaining ten or so pounds would be worth it if she could be sure Wilma and betty sex those breasts would come with it. You remember, that was the night the boys had that big, important, not to be missed, poker game. I found it when I was cleaning before and just felt like wearing it. Two hours later, both the movie and the snacks done, Betty and Wilma sat drinking the last of the Rockberry wine. Glancing at the clock, Wilma noted that it would be another half hour before the Slagstone fight was only just beginning, so it could still be hours before their husbands came home.

When was the last time he spent more than five minutes taking care of business. They take more time polishing their bowling balls than getting us off. Reluctantly, Wilma had to agree. With Fred it was usually a minute of foreplay, following by a few grunt and groans Wilma and betty sex he heaved onto of her.

With that she got up and disappeared into the bedroom. Wilma could hear her rummaging through one of her dresser draws, looking for something. Then she reappeared, holding something behind her back. With that she brought the tooth down and positioned it against her pelvic area, rubbing it against her dress. Maybe you might want to take him for a test drive. I tell you that kids going places.

While Fred and Barney had exchanged barbs, Wilma had snuck out the Rubbles front door and entered her house from the street side. She no sooner stripped and jumped into bed when Fred walked Wilma and betty sex the room. Wilma smiled as she felt his hands close on her breasts.

See, Betty was wrong, she told herself. Wilma and betty sex could still surprise her. Two minutes later he parted her legs and entered her. A couple of grunts and one Yaba Daba Doo later, Fred rolled over and fell fast asleep. Some things would never change after all. For an hour after that, Wilma laid there awake staring at the ceiling.

Every time she closed her eyes, she started imagining what kind of things Shirley Rocstein had really shown Betty.

To her surprise, the images left her wet beneath the sheets. After dinner Saturday night, Wilma had just finished clearing the dishes when she heard Fred humming contentedly from the living room. Curious, she peeked in and turned red with anger. Sitting in his big easy chair, Wilma and betty sex was meticulously polishing his bowling ball. Every few second he would stop and pay special attention to a small smudge he had overlooked before. Looking up at the clock she noted that he had been working on the ball for almost an hour.

Ninety minutes later, Wilma turned off the Television. Walking toward the bedroom, she stopped at the table where she had dropped her purse the Wilma and betty sex before. She stood there staring at the bad for a few moments, then picked up the bag and continued on to the bedroom. Laying back against the pillows, Wilma spread her legs and ran the point of the polished tooth across the outline of her mound. Gently she brushed the tip against the tight opening and eased it slightly inside.

She sighed as she Wilma and betty sex a little more force and felt it rise up inside her. Wilma had to admit to herself that it felt good. With one hand she began to slide the tooth in and out, finding reentry easier each time as the walls of her pussy began to produce a steady stream of lubrication. Her other hand began to explore her body, rubbing her small breasts.

The thought brought a tremor between her legs and her free hand slid down to her clit, playing with it between her fingers. She quickened the pace of the saber tooth, sighing louder now as she took all nine inches inside her. Touching parts of her Fred had never reached. To read the complete story you need to be logged in: Log In or Register for a Free account Why register?

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